Iowaska Poem by Woody Fran

Oh Amazonian tea
A demonic stigma precedes you
Your evil is in your wonderous healing
You adept unmasker
Ceremonious enlightener
Purging our torso to allow cleansing of our souls
Unbarring portals we've kept forcibly sealed
Transporting us to a realm where our recollection still breathes
Disentombing memories
We've spent a lifetime encapsulating
So that even our souls forget
Awakening questions we didn't conceive we possessed
Solving unanswerable mysteries
You hellaciously beautiful mirror
Exposing our vile ugliness
Clearing our selfish deceptively blurred vision
To definitively see
Liberating our murky minds
Exposing the vibration's worthlessness
To manifest the brightest darkness
Embodying authentic love
Allowing us to find us
By casting off selves feigned
And be nakedly unbound
Terminating the deception
Baring the overt essence
Pure, whole
And free

This is why I dare not taste
Because of the hidden evil
The monster who resides hides
With his darkest of secrets
Cloaked skillfully from the light
Never to be exposed
Again