Punctuated Equilibrium #18578

I’ve fallen victim to little blisses

the easy moments in the room

once      I’d ejaculate truth & thunder

at the edge of the Andaman sea

seek Sufi & psilocybin Charybdi

through Minotaur mazes of jungles     of cities

of electronic cork forests

bestride razored palisades  where none could find me

even if sometimes        I'd climb at home

ecstatic movements to a town or state

I’d not neuroned before

kissing moments elusive

every time a surprise how simple they are

avow wow         never let go     let go

throw yourself about your shoulders

like a worn traveling cloak

warm               warm              warm

but for the gales of forgetfulness

and knoll rolled fog

Easy to be junkie dependent

when the fade rides the fix from the very 1^st rush

Maybe a symptom of simple survival

18thousand days makes many changes

but it feels like I’ve mist stepped

fallen victim to close quiet blisses

karmically crouched, stout & encouched