Mushroom No. 6 (Dead Trip)
by Deanna M GritsonisI wasnt sure how to say:
I died today.
As my body gave away to my mushroom date
And I fell away from you
Right to a world I could never explicate
(But I will say there was no pearly gates or Jesus to say hey.)
A few days passed in a daze
Our looks to each other were too afraid
You held me with fear I would disappear
And I held you to keep it away from it getting me again
(A hidden kidnapping of my life.)
We couldnt really say the truth out loud.
That I was blue and stiff and far gone
That I saw you scream, the tears, the fear and I was gone.
Shaken back from my deadly trip of the other side.
To talk to that man who still kind of hides in my mind.
My body was sick, even your kiss and your arms could shake it away.
Those semi-dead thought of my mushroom ride.
03/18/2004
