Month: March 2022

There’s no need to remind me

of purple haze back in the days

when everyone was free

I still see

visions

and life’s still a mystery

a sense of discovery still stalks

my every day

I exhale memories

and put them on display

for curious passer-byers

who never know what to say

psychedelic tales of old

when young people

were curious and bold

dancing through the nights

under brilliant revolving lights

chasing white rabbits down holes

so deep

there was no sleep

only endless partying

and dancing

to the Mad Hatters tune

live now

because you’ll die soon

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