Oooh you're a naughty mess

alone last night i smoked some pollem and got in between the frequencies of dub music/ this was sur-divine till my thoughts turned to the ultimate groundedlessness of our concepts and this, being something the mind is not comfortable with plus the sensitizing effects of the thc, caused my brain to capsize somewhat/ thus i 30 mls methadone which, atop red wine, spliff and a tolerance of almost nothing caused luminous green waterfalls to pour soothingly down my front brain and limbs/ 'twas sheer divine/ gouched for the rest of the night and slept well in an empty bed/ enough said...