Here's your cocaine

okay okay...4th review in....I've never touched drugs in my life! So if you can relate..so sorry. But impressed that I can write persuasively. Thank you!

Sit with me, and I'll prepare something special for you.
With just a spoonful of sugar,
I'll sweeten-up and embellish, this dead crow that once flew.

Get closer.
Your turn; take a blow of this snow.
I'm prepared to catch your nose bleed, inside my porcelain bowl. 
 
When finished,
let us dance beneath the chandelier. Let us gaze upon the dense opacity.  Let us see these new atrocities.  Let us observe, watch and listen, as our pupils begin to dilate and darken.  

And if we sing; this hare in my lap, the fish in the sink, we'll use them as our audience.  They will remain silent, but harken.

Watch my friend as the clock strikes twelve.
Snow White and her Prince will meet us here very soon.
If lucky, she'll bring you Cinderella's dress tailored in fine silk, and colored in blue.

Want more?  Use my razor to cut through the looking glass of maladjustment and calamity.
Regal with me; enjoy this moment of rolled dollar-ed bills, and frivolity.

I'll shuffle the cards.
Another poker game might make you feel light
as a feather. Bare breast dipped in dopamine, just adds to the pleasure.

The table can walk, the bird is alive now..hear it squawk.
Hickory dickory dickory dock.
When the clock strikes twelve the devil will come.
He'll bring the wine, and he'll bring the sweet rum.

((White powder coverlets the senses))

It's odd; you know?  How the ice turns soft. Soft becomes cold. Cold becomes hot.
Stranger yet...last nights spaghetti. It got caught in my throat, it still sits in my stomach, all tied in a knot.

When the clock strikes twelve, my neighbor will come.
He's my Cousin's, Sister's Brother, born from a different Father and Mother.  He'll bring us more cocaine.  But I must warn you. Can you keep a secret?  He's a little off. Perhaps a little insane.  

Author's Note

I can't possibly try to share with you my inspiration here. So I will instead..plead the 5th. But as all of you know, I'm always looking for a new way to mess with the reader. So my intent here, was to overwhelm the senses, much the same way that cocaine does.

Reviews

[NoneOfYourBusiness akaK..]

I adore such trippy trips sideways round the honeycombed mind where inside of every crevice a rhythmic pop pop on an easel will claw away all fabricated nuances of what poetry is 'supposed to be' and deliver a brand new dish of mind bending delectable delicacies of imaginative play~ lovin on the cross pollination of fairy tales with urban drawl~to be completely honest with you I don't have to guess at all at the magiks that spark such creative wonders since my brainpan is chock full of squirming swirling images in broad surreal screen 24/7~ this banquet of exotic fare I understand better than everyday poetic ramblings~ this is Dali tripping the high wire fantastic with Nina Hagen~ LOVE IT~perfect meter also if I may add which adds to the mental cadence of the reader~

[Mr Dunne Poetry]

I love the wordplay used here, wow.

[MachinaWriter]

Very wonderful. You describe the powerful emotions that go along with this drug perfectly, weaving it amidst a slanted, filtered perception of a story that captures the feeling of this kind of trip with near perfection. I have a few stories/poems myself that talk of similar things, though they delve into the darker side of these problems, when the trip becomes an addiction. If you could, take a look at my poem The Motel Room. Or one called Half-life. Coming from someone who's clearly very skilled, criticism on these pieces would be greatly appreciated and valued. You truly have a skill ^^

[Distant horizons]

Yes, the powdered version of the world wide web, throwing so much info at you at once you can only pick out the odd colour here, the odd word there, and leave the rest to fend for its self. Not that i would ever know. i read about it somewhere :-)
Beautifully creative piece, stimulating the senses, as ever.

[Rob Santana]

haha good job with this one,but Im coming down hard after reading this,got anymore?

[VelvetRosetta]

Muse..indeed you have an incredible muse my friend...I will be honest I was on cocaine a time in my life...started out one night a week, then the weekend, then I wanted it 3, 4, 5 times a week...Thank God, I was able to break the chains before it got worse, it is sooo easily addicting. But I have to say this writing of yours was fantastic and def took me on a high but not of the drug, if not of your words...excellent piece, the image fantastic...I want more!!!

[Kristallo]

" Want more? Use my razor to cut through the looking glass of maladjustment and calamity.
Regal with me; enjoy this moment of rolled dollar-ed bills, and frivolity. "

This is epic. You've shed light on the darkest of inhibitions here, bringing humor and brilliant imagery into the realm of addiction. It's teasing and raw, and filled with so many strong metaphors. I really enjoyed reading this. It's rhythm and clever references were seamlessly woven with Hunter S. Thompson-ish enthusiasm. Love it!

[Muse]

You just dived into my darkest thoughts. Who hasn't thought about getting high? I don't even smoke...but my alter-ego wants to know a high....feel that lack of caring...see the wonderland that hides behind our norms of conformity.

[Kristallo]

"see the wonderland that hides behind our norms of conformity." --That's a very apt description of what it does. It's amazing that you never tried coke, but you wrote it with such finesse here, the ups and the down, the paranoia, the over zealous sense of emotion and hyperactivity. I admittedly tried it once years ago before a concert, and made me feel like a Goddess and ultimately scared the s**t out of me. It's not natural to feel so powerful, you lose yourself in.. yourself. :P

[Muse]

I researched the effects of cocaine before writing about it. I felt I had too...if I wanted to write persuasively. Your experience...don't ever trade it for the world. It sound like a fantastic trip. :D

[Kristallo]

It was, but it's true how addictive it is. I only did it once, two lines, and after that feeling of egocentric brilliance wore off, I desperately wanted to reclaim it. That's how they get you.

[Muse]

a testimony to your strength...you were able to say no the second time. Not everybody is that lucky I suppose...

[Kristallo]

Well, I was still myself enough to realize that the last thing I needed was an addiction to top off my other worries. It's too bad that you can't feel that way naturally, though, life would be something very different indeed.

[Muse]

lucid dreaming...I'm addicted to it...really I am. :D

[Kristallo]

Lucid dreaming is fascinating, although i've only been able to command my consciousness into doing it once. It's quite difficult to manipulate, but I hear once you get the hang of it, the possibilities are endless.

[smurfett]

I really enjoyed this. I myself, have never done drugs such as these, but I would think this is how one would react. Very well written and yes, it did mess with my mind a bit. Job accomplished!

[JRB]

you reached my thoughts and i thank you for the write

[John Alexander McFadyen]

Ok so you have lived!!! So bloody good!

[Ian H Morrison]

you have done that i can assure you this is fantastic so well written everything flows and keeps the reader entranced all the way through