Poetry: Home Sweat Home (3)
By Nic Custer Sep 2010
Found Nic @ night,
now i have to beg a light
from the poi. "I am the light
do you need a flame?" Excite
the exorcist, find the pocket dragon
swirling
and twirling, while Kevlar's burning
up the forest as heaven's dance floor.
now i have to beg a light
from the poi. "I am the light
do you need a flame?" Excite
the exorcist, find the pocket dragon
swirling
and twirling, while Kevlar's burning
up the forest as heaven's dance floor.
Ice cold food in the woods,
get it while it's hot. Inhale
in communion, exhale
in adoration. "Thank you,
goddess,
Thank you, goddess.
Thank you." Let me last
two more weeks, i need to
see this tribe grow. For
sanity's sake, i need to
believe and know.
We are never alone. But
i've never been shown
a mirror to watch
my pupils grow.
Camp Ayahuasca,
here I come.
Camp Ayahuasca,
hear me come.
Camp Ayahuasca,
save me some!
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