smoke constantly
to pass time
in this bubble
over-thinking
analyzing
pointless
wasted time all wasted
for a few lines
here and there
some realization
i would otherwise
forget or suppress
if heroin were easily accessible
might i have attempted
some silly crusade
and become a creation of fire?
the supernova
ohh'd and ahh'd
into the atmosphere
but in reality a
bottle rocket
in an abandoned field
perhaps a sparkler
fading
a temporary tattoo
on the night sky...
it's that fast
within time's
inconceivable reach.
...flashes of pleasure in the darkness...
...chemicals interacting...
...energy displacing...
...atoms colliding...
like cells
dragged through a film reel
it goes.
its an exellent poem with fusion of diverse things and great imagery...well composed and interesting...
This is pure class, very thought provoking and really well written.I enjoy a lot of your work but this one is extra special Thank you Nik
whoa my pothead friend! I think it has finally allowed you to write the perfect poem. Sad, and distant, but at the same time really deep and in touch. I got a crazy cosmic vibe on this one. Also, the last stanza is effin awesome 'Flashes of pleasure' onward...really good dude, really good.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
'...perhaps a sparkler fading a temporary tattoo on the night sky' Love the imagery that runs through this cosmic poem where thoughts collide as time's 'inconceivable reach' is grasped. j.