Cattywampus

very power5ful piece, nikki...too many great lines to pick a favorite...this is my new favorite of your poems...great work :)

Faith

Thanks Faith :)

Circling, circling... the answers are always around the next blind corner.

like it, nikki :)

circles and lines they're everywhere :)

well....this ain't exactly my fav of yours.
For me,
the metaphor of some heroic suffering is very weighty & like,'unbalanced' due to a lack humor or self-irony. But I've never been
impressed with graphic goth'novel things that've been pretty pervasive last few decades, & eye'm so out-of-touch with reality that I experience 'reality' as non-eXistent. A mass(collective) delusion/hallucination with billions of conflicting components keeping human Karma in a vicious cycle ('maya') of war & suffering,leading to addiction to distraction & diversion,unto self-destruction.
   Pretty sick, huh?
I'm probably 'wrong', but that's okay. I don't "believe" any of my own opinions anymore, & THAT is a tremendous relief from the strain of reactivity, that our egos write off as "human nature", which I've re'dubbed as "human disnature"....Ha! suffering the fools of I-me-mine...

:) thank you for your honesty, and funny that you mention graphic novels because that is what I love, I love manga, not all of it but but a lot of it so even when you say your not into that stuff I still take that as a compliment, that you even related the two!!! although I try to have my own style, I jock no one :)
 
LSD is not addicting at all.....I think everyone should take a trip!!! I actually recommend it :) I could tell a ton of stories about my trips and out of all them, only one was bad and not for me
for my friend, she tripped the fuk out, we still talk about it, she thought Phillip Michale Thomas from Miami Vice was after her, and she saw the devil at the gas station and jumped out of a moving car going like at least 45mph, so yeah maybe LSD isn't for all...lol thsnkd for reading...also this really wasn't about acid...it was just a write that ended up using it at the end :)

i probably tripped on acid, psylociben 30 or so times in me teens. Never had a 'bad' trip..was always able to 'take care' of people that were in the midst of bad trips & not get bummed myself. I was the only one anyone 'trusted' to drive their cars & i didn't have a license.
  On the morning of my 19th birthday, still tripping from previous night, had just arrived in frckn Kansas, watching a lovely sunrise, some 'inner voice' told me "okay...you don't need to do this anymore"....still smoked weed & became alcoholic, but was relieved of those afflictions in 1987... acid was essential to my 'realization' that whether stoned or sober, our minds are making up,contriving 'reality', & our ego tells us to "believe" all the self-shit it produces. No wonder we're the most vile,self-absorbed, grandiose,godlike species on earth......HA! just an old fool fulla shit

left right
up down
nowhere to run
trapped

^I thought the short wording here was very
effective, strong poem as always :)

"perceiving time as real was a mistake
do not trust what is man made
murdering what ticks with a tock"

Right!  Measured time is indeed a human concept...murdering what "ticks", the heart?

Really enjoyed this one, thank you!  Mike

this sang as a song to me in it's flow Nikki!!!
a truly excellent write, with quite a many witty line!!!
AHHHH yes too...I miss the acid days, many many fond memories...the only thing not seasonal back in my day, an all weather friend:)