I had my eyes dilated recently and I have to say…it was so freaky. It was the first time I had ever done that. I felt all trippy and shit. Thought I would describe it in a poem…here goes.
Dilation
When she-doc shone bright the light
I immediately felt peri fright
I wasn’t quite sure to run or fight
The glare and the frozen stare she
Requested so mechanically
Suggested none of the impending insanity
I was under auric duress
Eclipsed lighted sparkly stares
My perception was momentarily incorrect.
I must confess
My thoughts were a bit naked in my defense
A twit with an unfocused stare
In my sharpest survival wit
I shared my best sarcastic flare
I saw light, neon pink and bright
My quandary was daylight
My brain was awry mightily
Rambling I profess I was a trippy mess
Clandestine Thoughts taking flight
A pleasure grip of illusory treasure
I grasped momentary psychedelic measure
Illuminations were hot cherry and
Observation blurred the lines between
Blinking prepensely and simultaneously
My mind on the brink of lunacy
I felt illustriously hammered
When I walked the room rocked
I rolled with the punches in laid back surrender
While my mojo was burdened with mental crunches
I was on a visual careen in pictoric measure
Enamored with my hallucinatory rainbow frock
I saw misty frost on the edges of a mocked dizzy room
Disconnected in familiar mental sensitivity
My feeble brain was tarred and feathered
Secretly I swaggered in and staggered
In fantastic optical pleasure
Mishaps immediately unfamiliar
Loaded with hilarity it was adventure
At the very least
I was saint and sinner
Two acquaintances sharing an illustrative feast
To bad it was transitory because
It had the best of me
Quasi-Vision failure is an entertaining beast
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