Grounding Desires in Reality

Vice or special treat

Photo by Tim Mossholder on Unsplash

Ungrounded, airy-fairy at the least
crystals screaming at me, specificity of features remaining unknown
meditation turning tricks, inner call-boy burning fits
would much rather sip on the nectar of agave’s bosom
neatly pouring three fingers as our measuring stick
bowing to the spirits, entering trance-like fixation
onto voided space, never witnessed, called upon…