Seven ways of saying DMT

The red crow drank
the Wasteland swine flu.
A Clowns tripping on mushrooms,
watching the horse is teeth turn into razors.
Strip down pronunciations.
Hurry before the Novocain Idiots come.
Slow phantoms experimenting
with fumes & cartoons.
Alphabetical H –
Poetry forges the stars.
Overdosing on whispers
is impossible.
Everybody’s smoking weed
next to the 8 double crucifix devils.

D 0110
M 110
T 000

DMTDMTD
M              M
T                T
D              D
M               T
T               M
DMTDMTD

Ibuprofen impregnates blue fiction.
Prototype humans are Darwin’s natural selection.

 

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Bizarre embryos covered in dead metaphors

When I speak, my voice turns
into ancient fire.
Merely everything I thought was consumed;
ended up mustering in XYZ.
Disfigured words want to be kings.
Golden flowers peel the skies organs.
Your teeth feel wrinkled after chewing on halos.
Salvation grew claws
but you’re ego shaved its spirit.
Magick without technology
will mutate our faces by translucent ashes.
Solitary vomits twilight goo.
My heart dresses very androgynous.
I would unmask my finger tips
but I’d rather show you
how the reflection of me appears to be a timeless classic.

 

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Big flesh eating clocks exploded the soft novels

To experiment the question
few have to ask if the subject itself
is a ticking shadow waiting to slow down Time.
Smash science and its orgasm events.
Philosophical hour glass belongs to Isaac Newton.
Human diversity slices their machinery dementia.
Astronomy holds me at ransom
with fewer life-spans to live.

Past – Quantum zero
Present – Davinci IBM
Future – An intergalactic Bob

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