Some where
between the whiskey
and weed
the pain goes away
Yet the memory
Will stay
Standing drunk
And amazed
My Epiphany
Hazed
droopy green eyes
That are glazed
Forgive but
Not forget
Experience
Is not born with
(W)rapped
it’s a gift
Inside is a tool
A product of wit
Pardon this shift
My mind likes to drift
Around the bends
Of cliff
Take a puff
or a sip
I’ll take applause
Or a tip
Stay focused
Catch a grip
Let me backup
Like a Pip
Rewind
Take a trip
Wait what did I
Start this with?
As the music
Escapes me
The poet
Awakes me
The sorrows
Embrace me
bitter
Yet tasty
Sanity
Gone crazy
Vanity
Enslaving
Forever
Engraved in
The forest
I’m made in
Lonely
My haven
Ideas
Creating
Mistakes
Are for making
Wrong turns
To be taken
Down streets
Of a city
With voodoo
And Bruhidi
Mystics
And wishes
Glass bowls
With no fishes
Truth is in
Witness
Reality
Visits
But only for a moment
