in lizard pose
my body is river
water and everything
smells like fresh
laundry or mountains
it feels like a wind
is hitting you even
when you’re inside
i am smashing a water
melon but at the last
minute i’m the watermelon
instead i got five on it
on repeat but slowed down
cough syrup
blunts
the end of a long hike
in headstand
i imagine the feeling
of dmt without the
smell of it the smell
of lemon without the
taste everything feels
like magic natural light
clouds suddenly my
body knows no geo
graphical history no
trauma no dysmorphia
it is muscle and skin
turned energy but
with bushwick bill
in the background
rapping about his eye
notes on drugs part one
when i listen to led
Zeppelin on xanax
i feel like i’m in dazed
and confused but
i’m kate hudson’s
character from almost
famous and when i’m
on coke i feel like i’m
in cruel intentions but
i have the personality
of winona ryder in
girl, interrupted
when i’m on ecstasy
i have the spirit of
maucaulay culkin in
home alone mixed
with his spirit from
party monster and
i’m frantically running
through the rave
scene in the matrix
mental illness
if someone told me
i was possessed by
demons it would make
more sense to me
than depression
