Poem -

Acid Days

When I lived in
a pyramid
you would feast
on dead bodies
and take
photographs
of dead crows
on a white sheet
against
a backdrop
of masturbating
angels ..
Today it seems
things
have moved on
quite a bit, Ā 
since the acid days ..

Ā 

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sparrowsong

Hello Neville...

Side effects just came to mind...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong

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Neville

funny what tricks our mind doth play when under certain circumstances .. and influences .. take it easy .. NevilleĀ 

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