Mescaline Spawned Chick
Glare away from my torn coduroys
Stare up to my Ceiling
This pillow knows no escape from my arms embrace.
Fingers crossed, around the aluninum.
Makeshift Pipe. Desperate measures.
Await epiphany, in hallucination form,
of a chicago girl,
an emo girl with her driver's license,
a chipmunk girl,
a girl missing her freedom, obligated to me,
a girl from a book, and my old high school of Tech,
These girls taught me nothing.
Puff Puff, make a pass to another thought.
Let my own pleasures play devil's advocate to Him,
asking him for a certain dream.
He knows (of) which one.
'Just conjure her up Lord. Ignorance is not bliss, for i would not
have known her,' pause... pretending Someone's listening to my plea
'I'm going away now, to limbo... let's see if you pull through'
Grind my teeth at piss out of existance to find her.
Bobby Xu
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