Toxic Sky Flash

Some more drug prose 4 the books :-)

Toxic sky flash (Composed June 2010)

Love at the speed of light, i fashion a meth lolly from a light-bulb and obsessively siphon a miniscule portion of the crystalline flakes into the glass, super heated by my cheap lighter into a sizzling liquid, the thick chemical smoke inhaled though two sets of lungs.

Love is a funny thing, I often think about whether a male dog has any feeling for his offspring. Or whether love isn’t just a biological imperative? Why do these drugs make me feel alive while they kill me?

The Ocean looks different tonight. No longer an abysmal swamp of stolen dreams, but rather a teaming energy field of limitless potential. I want to dive into it and frolick along its joyful edges. But the drugs are sure to run out soon enough and gloomy clouds of a thousand wasted Mondays can be seen not to far off the halcyon horizon.

What delights we share but all alone are we in our misery, despite its need for company. A season passes and there again I sit on the same beach, this time alone dreading the approaching night. My cupboard awaits, where I will spend the winter, cowering over a candle, trying to relive the joys of some an illusory past.

Night falls, all city train ride, reading camus.

Rolling past with speed, out-there lie the cozy ‘burbs.

Little widows lit up in defiance of imminent alienation

Dinners being cooked, homework being done, lives being lived,

Inside the human soup tin, dreams, hopes, and fears become pensive stares.

No one says anything, like sentenced prisoners, we accept our fate

traveling nowhere with no intent.

Cape Town Station; “The Heart of Darkness”.

Commuters commute, taxi’s hoot.

Girl is cornered in the fire escape exit.

In the concealment of the dusk, only the neon lights illuminate this primeval mating dance.

The street scum homes in on its prey…

Not today.

So it seems

she rejects, he moves on.

onwards grinds the human machine.