Popping packets of chemically designed artificial flavour.
My one addiction.
I don't crave the high,
just the powerless feeling of crash it brings.
I've seen 3 different moons
in one span of time,
never blinking for longer than a second.
Sometimes, the mind will ignore
the need of the core
for the allure of understanding.
Sometimes, it needs to claim
that there's reasons that beat
the need to sleep.
Sometimes,
the friends of the imaginary
abuse these moments
of their only true freedom
from their new "cell".
Whatever may happen,
it always results
with a touch of lunar sanity.
So, it's just better to have alternate outs
to break this trance.
To visit the world within my dreams,
and let the rock in the sky
fade from view.
This speaks volumes
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