Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Uninterrupted by dreams

After the third the bliss kicks in.
The body floats, the mind at ease.
One finally finds happiness
In his chemically induced peace.

Nothing troubles me now.

The uncomfortable pillow, the lonely bed,
The unending conflicts in the head
And all that rubbish said,
Written, heard and read,
- They couldn’t have mattered less.

Nothing concerns me now.

The inadequacy of reasons,
The colors of the seasons,
The divine mysteries of God,
Or the worldly desires and treasons
- Couldn’t provoke any less indifference.

I suffer no grief; I seek no glory.
I recall no myth; I remember no story.
A pleasant void in memory,
Uninterrupted by dreams.

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