Portrait

• Artist: Tagga
• Description: A little stream-of-consciousness poem I'd written in the back of a book during an LSD trip.
• Date: 02/10/2013
• Tags: acidtrip streamofconsciousness

Strange child speaks words upon line
Fire and brimstone wash up in the Moon.
Guards the door to the perfect mind.
We drink God's water and spit in his tomb.
How human is he who lost his mind?
Savagely howling at the blue night Moon.
Scratching to escape his own tomb.
A man's body with an alien's mind.
He found no mercy at the end of the line.