Spoon fed poetic hallucinogens,
heartbeat trips
on technicolor metaphors
Psychedelic pages spill
kaleidoscopic thoughts to host
a rave of dynamic hues spattered
across purity's canvas
Metallic go-go boots groove
to tie-dyed expressions sung
through a beatnik's drum
Black light illuminates,
glow in the dark fingerprints-
revealed;
journey of seduction leads
to platformed heights never known



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I don't miss the acid trips or the hallucinations. Nope not at all. Love how it seems you brought the graphic to life. I swear I saw it move! I did, no jive... 


some nice word choices that added to the conclusion of a 60/70's poem floating on some acid cloud 

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