Belly up on the carpet

city buildings during night time

Belly up on the carpet

Josh is stoned; Jane in pocket

Spiraling prismatic world

A path before me unfurled

Of orange and blue vibrations

The fury of libations.

Another dimension exists in the dust

And we forgive those who trespass against us.

Is it morally wrong to take drugs recreationally? Can drugs be helpful to expose the mind to different paths of thinking? Does inebriation steal happiness from tomorrow? Let me know what you think about delving into technicolor euphoria in the comments.

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