High

And I’m balling

I’m falling

Away into the sounds and clouds

To the mesh of colours

That push me this way and that

Laughing with me, at me

Me too, I’m laughing

Though I’m not sure what’s funny

Ready for the day I’m going to be born again

I’ll keep tripping over till I get that

The Food Tastes Too Good

She wants the streets

The lights

The endless rooms

Buzzing with innumerable faces

She wants the food that talks good

The drink that adds fuel to the fires

In her passion, her heart is burning

I’m breathing in her fumes

High on her heart

Her eyes call out my name

 

Three times

 

My heart watches hers

Laying down a pyre

Waiting for the flame to catch on

I can’t leave her eyes

The food tastes so good with her