Enter into nitrous moments
The crickets are chirping
although it’s 24º F outside
It must all be
in my own mind
everything going on
and I feel a little better
quick rush leads me
to an altered state of consciousness
I’m not gonna back
away from the position
sudden rush into
twisted phantasmagoria
sub-reality
of echoes of cars
on concrete parking lots
motorcycles revving
in an eternal concert. . .