Pineal Pondering in the DMT Soup

Photo by Michael Fruehmann on Unsplash

Fireside sale for your spirit
blue Buddha raving to the Bardo
beat poets. We’ve surfed this wave
back to the shoreline. Sand dunes
were once dynasties. Vultures as
vibrant as supernovas pick clean
the cartwheeling carcasses.
They say don’t drop dreams down wells just
for the drama. This one slipped past
sleepy synapses.