Wednesday, May 13, 2026

JUST LIKE THAT

This poem was composed about a year ago and is about one of those psychedelic moments in your life that just take you and offer an unexpected view of the world.

MOMENT


just like that the champagne went flat

we were in the presence of a bigger mystery

one that would carry us to a place of metaphor

and consume a whole twelve hours


we had been there before and would visit again

so I watched as the bubbles fled from the pale liquid

sometimes all you can do is trust

and watch the seconds as they uniquely unravel 


Nothing at all else to say about it, save to wish you many moments of wonder.


As we're talking psychedelia here's the Edgar Broughton Band with Hotel Room.

Until next time. 

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