
i thought of something
so fine and uniquely good
just a minute or so ago
it gave me fuckin gersberms
it had four almost perfect lines
beaming straight to me
on a special frequency
of a lit-er-ary
vine ripened
fecundity
a something, a moment
so
F U C K I N G
vivid,
so gobsmackingly good
i gotta get this down
i said both aloud and to myself
and then
i can’t be sure
was this my white whale?
and me – maybe dick?
i found an illusion
inside my delusion
please excuse my confusion
i was probably
out to lunch
i felt it i heard it
i tried to share
i tried to word it
but it slipped my tenuous grasp
an instant sorrow
in it's absence
so
i rolled
another marijuana cigarette
i poured
another drink
i became
a part of my distractions
then i tried
to find
then i tried
to think
i puffed
i sipped
but the only thing that came to me
bearing in mind that this
is not a social occasion
what was supposed to be
a simple equation
evolved revolved,
a slow motion inebriation
self administered retardation
this moment has escaped me
i was looking for something
that wasn't lost
more of a misplaced for now type of groove
i looked into the space
between my ears, behind my eyes
i reached into the darkness
i looked into the shadows
i looked into my mind
and still
i try to find
those words
that got
left behind
About the Creator
Bren
“I know what I mean it to be and respect that someone else may read something entirely different.” Me
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