by Nick Gisburne
He shivers as the needle breaks the skin
Delivering a poison to the vein
A freeze, a metamorphosis within
A rictus as he wrestles with the pain
The venom crackles, cruising to the heart
It hammers through the doorway of his soul
A drug, an artificial work of art
At once destroys his life, but makes him whole
A citizen, a measured, modern man
Surrenders, on his knees, and sails away
Addiction was not part of any plan
But soon will come a price that he must pay
For now, this is the place he needs to be
The psychedelic science sets him free
