On acid

On acid,
On Comet! On Cupid! On Donner! On Blitzen!

Wait, no!

On acid,
Colours of a rainbow in the snow
on a bow Gung-ho at the road show GI Joe


On acid,
my brain at night
street lights dancing prancing in the mist
with a list of deformities,
“Es mortified!”

Wait, I speak Spanish now?

Moving on

On acid,
traveling stationary traveler
around the world in eighty days
that’s long isn’t that long?
Yes, songs of life, love and purple doves splashing about in a luminescent pond.

never mind…
On acid,
fuck it.

By: Viraj Belgaonkar

Pen it... or aaa type it. u know what i mean.

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