Thus Spake

Hark ye
who has ears to listen
to the annals of a human life.

At 22, the elixir was taken,
The path was readily chosen.
Ivy-league bored, one who couldn’t
Make sense going through the motion.

First time I have ever seen,
A man who sauntered to the sounds
Like a fuzzy VHS playing in an idiot box
Liquid movement
Spazzing actions.

Headed back,
Took a breather and dived
5 eternal minutes into oblivion
Waking up in the back of my daddy’s car
Crying out loud as to when we will arrive.

Fast forward a second,
Face down, drooling and uncontrolled laughter,
Back to the present.

The journey will be long and arduous.
The search had just begun.

XXX

I met many along the way,
Some loud, some hostile, some friendly, mostly distant.

All these memories! They phase in
And out
Sometimes threatening to consume and convince me to
Be with one,
Before phasing out again,
Replaced by another.
They are legion, they are many
With no one but my will
To oversee their disease.