Inclusive/exclusive

Everyday.
Ecstasy.
Elusion,
delusion,
hallucination.
Irresponsibly irrational.
I. And the sole of the boot.

Joint Intoxication 6.

Surrounded by jungles,
on the machine.
The mesmerizing smell,
I cannot resist.

Joint Intoxication 5.

Trapped by the tentacles,

in pursuit of happiness.

Blood all sucked,

through the pores,

700 and more,

more and more.

My veins like a vineyard.

Joint Intoxication 4.

Minimal secrecy.
Maximize pleasing therapy.
Mundane musing memoirs created.

Joint Intoxication 3.

Highlighted with neon,
silver linings.
Lips and it's pulled factor,
planned arousal.
Pause, linger, wait.

Joint Intoxication 2.

Tic tac tic tac,
there is orange,
there is mint,
none matters.

Joint Intoxication 1.

One in green, one in blue.
Both with cigarettes,
through the liquidy glass.
Music aside.

Cyclone Mahasen, the approaching hope.

Mahasen, 
Oh Mahasen! 
Would you mind sweeping away the armies
who haunt in the night,
who brought the plight.

Hit them in the head
with your huge drops of water
when they take off their helmets,
those fucked up helmets they wore
to protect their tiny fucked up heads,
while tackling the summer heat,
while avoiding the uniform rules.

Or rather wash away the whole town,
this fucked up dark lonely town,
bereft of electricity, delicacy, accuracy,
adequacy, concurrency, coherency, democracy.....

Anyways, you cant make it worse.
                       

                                                   -a21yearoldfrustratedhuman.