Poems · poetry

“Mushroom Trip Serendipity”

“Paving The Way” C.P. Hickey 2018

“Mushroom Trip Serendipity”

Mushroom trip serendipity.

Can feel the maze closing in on me.

Each limb slips and further imprisons me.

I can’t breathe.

Closing elevator doors,

Gas pump meter rolling on.

Ran the stairs,

And missed the top step.

Catapulted into another day.

Rage rage rage trebuchet,

Conducting malignant doubts,

Into projected projectiles.

Piling casualties.

Assaulting victims.

Who am I?

But, that which aids to infamy.


Resplendent caution.

Affirming my exhaustion,

For living and those living.

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