Mushroom Moment
20 October, 2002
Author: G.E. Graven
Cracked Floor Forest Dehydrated
Leaf Crunch Air Dusty Grey Ash
Brittle Splinters Parched Logs Patient
Twig Crunching Vine Brown Earth
Blue Invasion Gray Cumulous Clusters
Air Dense Whisking Wind Crackle Flashes
Million Crystals Celestial Settle Hissing
Brown Bubble Sound Standing Tree Mirrors
Steamed Floor Swollen Worms Sunken Dead
White Flesh Caps Eve Fog Frogs Numberless
Rotting Air Wood Sponges Soaked Yellow Pulpous
Mushroom Moment No Lastingness
Spring! Sprout! Haste!
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Comments on this poem/writing:
| Kaylee Thornock (163.6.254.139) -- Friday, November 23 2007, 07:33 pm I have only donr=e Mushrooms once but, from waht i seen when i was on them I know that I never want to do it again and that I would never reccomend them to anyone! Sorry! )= |
| Dan (72.10.122.233) -- Monday, March 24 2008, 12:52 pm I completely understand where Kaylee is coming from, but that is called a bad trip. She probably did them when she wasn't in the right environment. If you are going to do shrooms, stay put somewhere safe and be with people you like and trust... And if it is your first time, have an expert with you, they'll make you have the trip of your life!!! Great poem, I know exactly what you mean |
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