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Chasing The Dragon - 10-15-02

So confusing
Yet exciting
The numbness in the face of fear
Feet planted firmly
False security
Don't fall back and never get too near

Its futility
That's what they're telling me
My synapses collaborate
To steer me far away
Bring me packaged gifts but never satiate
It's sanity they want from me
And I'm still not listening

Send me all your postcards
And toss the cellar key
It doesn't matter anyways
I've buried my soul in its floors
With no intent for release
The maggots are my friends again
And sickness permeates my being
Injection of your strongest drug
Kindles sparks that were a flame 
Serpentine smokes rising
And tell me that this game
Is over, but I never realized

Vision through new mediums
Vectors of our lonely lives
We manifest toward pleasure
And who am I but to play

An aspiration of situation
Engraved on our fickle minds
By asphyxiation feel inspiration
From the buzz of mitochondria
The moment basks in the energy
And casts it all to memory
To process now a dreamy
wish beyond infinities

Regulatory nature of the human mind
Stings me deep and cold
As it pulls away the hand
Radiating energies unknown in their properties
Mutate each cell of reason
In their gentle glow we see
Oscillations of the senses, and harmony with discord
Leaving us the final hint
Of something evermore