WRITTEN IN PSYCHEDELIC INK

WRITTEN IN PSYCHEDELIC INK

Wrongly chosen words convey naught
Creating impressions of the wrong sort 
Even when inspiring lines deny empathy
Especially showing contempt for simile
Causing bloody battles to be hard fought

It’s errors despite what has been taught
As some confusion can still be wrought
An innocent mistake rather than villainy
And ink is the black blood of metaphor

Such a psychedelic tone can’t be bought
When the brain is ordered hard to port
Bad interpretation is the hidden enemy
Betrayed in the garden of Gethsemane
Sometimes a poetic drift is never caught
And ink is the black blood of metaphor

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