In Worship Of Morpheus Poem by Meghan

I

my mind is vibrating
humming with an electrical current
sheer esctasy and chills roll in waves
down my spine
pure numbing bliss
paralyzed, lying still with heavy limbs
and the clearest notion
with a captured stagnant breath
held anxiously in my chest
releases
as the fog lifts
and my stupor slowly fades
all the dreams and the thoughts
of that nauscious, meditative moment
slip quietly away
into the darkness and the warmth
that I can only visit
memories and notions
I cannot retrieve
from that supernatural
temporary world
which holds me in a
waking sleep
thinking the most wonderous profound
things
unable to communicate and remember
the momentary genius
locked within another realm

II

laying slow with pinpoint windows
veins as stone and eyes like glass
pale skin, resting in ethereal blue
thud...............thud.......................THUD.
released into that heavenly realm
amidst an ocean
floating in years of conjured thoughts
I've longed for a Milennia
waited in what seemed to be eternal time
to be in the palace of thought and wisdom
I've had many glimpses of the surreal
in momentary lapses of consciousness
in the self-induced stupor to reach bliss
holding my breath in hazy silence
vomitting up resistance
pulled back into reality
from where I wanted to be
but now I've made the final voyage
through years of suffrage and toil
floating in and out of worlds
hanging in the abyss
dangling on thin threads
to finally reach placid bliss

Wed. Nov 22.2006
(this is a poem about a heroin overdose)