My Wand

My Wand

A Poem by Luke L

I found the key 
To manically controlling time

Was at the bottom
Of a dirt stained cup

Focused my mind
To a sharpened pinhead
But a pinhead
With a big brain firing off neurons

Faster than he can catch
All the great ideas
Thought I was lazy
For so long

But the ketosis
Allowed me to see
What I knew
But couldn't show

My meat vehicle
Got in the way
So others couldn't see it
Don't blame them

Like those that

Step accidental
On a sleeping bear
In a cave at night

I am the wizard
My robe is wove
Of experiments
My wand made of drugs

© 2014 Luke L

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That must have been some cup of coffee. I was feeling a little too powerful … switch to tea. Some really tight and original free verse here. Good to see you writing again.

Posted 5 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Luke L

5 Years Ago

well it was 2 cups, thanks Pryde :)

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Added on August 9, 2014
Last Updated on September 23, 2014
Tags: coffee, humour, time, drugs


Luke L
Luke L

Victoria, British Columbia, Canada

I love music. I love writing erotic stories and poems. Follow me on Twitter: @LukeLesterMusic Here is my blog: I write random things on there and link .. more..


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