A trip through time

Before the dawning of this new year, I had been feeling overwhelmingly restless- dispirited with nostalgia and over burdened with what I only imagine to be worry. I hearkened for the freedom of summer- of late nights and easy days; drinking with friends and the labours of the sun at peak.

   For just a few weeks, spaced a little apart, I had become acquainted with a pharmacopoeia at the service of dental surgery and hallucinogenics, amongst other things. No opium was involved, but I did find myself under the sublime possession of peculiar East Asian wares.

   This poem is an ode, of sorts, to that time; the bonds made, the people forgotten and all things that were absorbed or ingested.

Long ago now

do those days appear

in Summer

where I flirted with a most

delectable madness

that drove me to the brink

of uncertainty

and all the while,

with new friends,

acquaintances

and a steadfast lover.

Come chaos!

Come madness upon me!

I hail you down

from your heavenly chamber

to nurture me once more

with your kisses

and sliding guile

so we may dance in merriment

to the rising sun,

the lofty song

and the blood be infused

with poisons and wine