Tuesday, August 5, 1986

Nucleic Acid Trip

Ever since mom and dad dropped acid
I've become less spiritual, more
molecular.  I've enjoyed a structured
hallucination.  Grown body and mind.

I've become a tactile beast.  I hear,
speak, see, smell, taste, and feel.
I must maintain body functions:
eat, breathe, and breed. 
   
I am a seeker of warmth, shelter, and love,
competing with other hallucinations
for a bit of recognition and status
on this orderly speck in the cosmos.

Before this happened, I was the cosmos!
A part of it all.  Apart from it all
I'm this complex being.
Contend with me...

-dp-
1-16-85




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