Toking UpA Poem by Roger Morrison Night sky in my skull black magic in your eyes Toking up Grey skies consume our center of blue One hit for me, one hit for you When wicked spirits manifest They wrap around throbbing flesh Silver ice coats our running ground Toking up, falling down Electric labyrinth in your veins Hour glass rests in your hand I fall asleep in the bottom Suffocate on falling sand Night sky in my skull Black magic in your eyes We smoke and smoke Until the ceiling is cloudy Like overcast skies Tyler Dameron © 2011 Roger MorrisonAuthor's Note
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Added on May 19, 2011 Last Updated on May 19, 2011 Author
Roger MorrisonChandler, AZAbout18 years old, from Eugene, Oregon. Living in Arizona. In the words of H.P. Lovecraft: “The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all i.. more..Writing
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