Poems about or on drugs.
Watch the needle rise
and wait for the rush
Life blurs by
as your adrenaline rises
as the good stuff rises
to your head
and into your lonesome mind.
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Walls people and stuff
swell from no-where
fly past
and are
nothing
as you are
a silent noise in the night.
Hashish-ah
i makes me laugh
ya see da blue smoke risin’
in da daak nite
an’ da staas
day ah distant an smutherin’
da nite smells o’ da
hashish da goo’ times
da nite is quiet – so still
da slo’ sigh of da hashish
da slo’ sigh of plesha-ah
I laugh an’ feel so good
an’ da blue smoke risin’ to da staas
me am standin’ still
but i is movin’
da hashish she hits me balance
an’ I cannat stan’
but i am stayin’ standin’
da hashish-ahh
da girl flirts wi me
I say somtin an wi laugh
an a time is slo’
an’ i feel an see so differen’
i see wi me soul i hear wi me soul
i feel wi me soul i smell wi me soul
an is so goo’ an’ is so slo’
Hashish-ahh slo’.
Hush cocaine hush
Da people sleep silent
on da sydwalk.
Like da trees in da long
slow snowy winta.
Dirti an twisted
Day ar deed to dis world
Day ar deed to da
freezin winta air.
Day ar dyin.
Slowly goin to da
oda mynd
deyr oda side.
So sleep my children
Hush cocaine hush
Let da people sleep silent.