This one I’ve died a million times,
Slowly. Like mercury.
But you know I’m not dead.
You know where I’ve been.
You watched me while
I blew bubbles and smoke rings.
You knew.
I was strung out on old stars.
You saw my dandelion addiction,
My sugar sickness.
You followed me when I lay down
In magic poppy fields.
You traced me while I slept.
I made everyone else believe
The vinyl storm swallowed me whole.
But you knew I was still here-
Swallowing strawberry pills
And dropping kiwi acid,
Under the crust of the horizon.
