Stoned Poetry

I thought it'd be cool to have a thread completely of stoned poetry.
Doesn't have to rhyme...
Doesn't have to be smart.
Just fun. :D
Heres one of mine:Twirling fire on nimble fingers, crisscrossing flicks of flame on a stage of knuckles...
Green smoke trailing in after the neon pussy sauntered...
Dragons are panting up my leg, fully submerged as a mirrorworlder.
Dreamscapes of green and fire, violet illusion and avid flashbacks,
Catalysts of Contentment, Peace, Unification, Idealism, and The Munchies.
Escaped snores breaking into open airspace, a blue Dreamer,
What has god a meaning for this? What way does he want us to travel?
Infiniti has no physical essence, no obtainable fuel, How are we to ponder the
Eternal if it has nothing as a face and everything as a story?
Filtered reality between dimensions of anxiety, hate, disturbing the prudism of souls abound. Blurred lines between shades of grey, attracting shifty dealers and pushers every day.

day good poetry

dat*

I wrote this long ago tripping balls.

Quizzidental thoughts of the transparent mind

ray lights, cosmic green and sundance shoes
cirlcing around and around these post trip blues
I embark on a life i vowed never to revisit
I walk it, how it magmatizes me to see it
This beautiful world in panoramic view
with girls that dance dance dance the moon
with radiant skin and sparkles from their shoulders
Another night, another day
beautiful girls in sundance shoes
silohettes of bodies gleaming
orging onto manifest of pure escstacy.
music blaring and ear phones ringing
daylight arrives and i'm singing
am I human or am I animal
primal or sociable
beasts roaring through the night
mating calls screaming
thoughts gazing blaring into color of symmertical pattern and sound
undescrible to the minds of those who can't experience
translucient inspiration from catalyst upon catalyst
of artificial insemination of the human mind
these thoughts raw and tender
unhibited and free from stigmata
of the other world of deckiness of greed, vainity, violence
just beautiful girls in sundance shoes signing the blues
making me smile.

haha, i wrote this on mary jane and coke a couple years back...i forgot all about it

haha, so bad

Strawberry Poptarts,
The feeling of crunchy sweetness,
Tasteful food of the gods,
Letting myself enjoy life,
Funyuns, surge, and pogs.