Dance with Demons
And the Magic Man's Hope
I know I dance with my demons for pleasure's sake
But I pray that doesn't take away the magic man's marvelous moves
I have abused myself in more ways than one
The fun that begun with this wondrous run to catch the sun
Would soon become undone
We saw temples of turquoise and heroic hieroglyphs
Monumental shifts in our seats of perception
Psychedelic wonder and a turn in direction
We ached for perfection
Knowing we tasted its sweet flavor
And that one moment our minds would savor
For an endless aeon
But come on
My friends would jest
Surely this seeking you must protest
For your best would be better sent to rest
And they laughed as I traveled off to the west
In search of the sun, and the gifts it's blessed
About the Creator
Nicholas Goodman
Poet. Writer. Avid Tea enthusiast. Truth seeker. Love maker. Wondering what makes the world smile and how I can create that in words.
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