High Times

Someday

I want to experience the sun

without the film burn effect

Feel a time of stillness 

without thinking something is missing

Ride and coast

Yet feel like I am all in control

Hands on the wheels

Steady going

No hydroplaning 

Someday

I want to set out on moons tail

Sword of light on comfort rail

Without ogogoro and concoctions

Sail forth on waterfronts

horizon, peak and clear

without seeing the dead reaching out

hands dragging me underneath 

Just enough air to breathe 

For me and me alone

Someday

I want to see my own blood

after squeezing my own heart

Unfrozen to finally bleed out

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