A Whiz Outside The Biz

Here I am painting black and red, leaving some white. My room is being rolled into a piece of magic like the mushrooms, I feel a bigger than normal hallucination coming on. A black light in one corner and another in the other, one more step down the road we go. Pink Floyd's "The Wall" right next to Martin Luther King Jr, glowing loud with color on each side of the shades. Janis, Jim, Jimmy and Kurt are in "Forever 21", I'm honored to join them only for a moment in time. Awe, here I've come so take me into your world, I'm not trying to lose another experience to normality. Drugs have been so generous to my rules of life, good thing the law's not allowed inside my house. The place I've considered my worshiping cushion, tribal chanting music and self-hypnosis underneaath my ceiling Asian shades. Once more it's the time to let go of all hope, take faith in my hands and cheer for my way like Malcolm X.