rush.

as i lie here waiting;
flooding over my senses
a train of sweet intoxicating dreams,
from manifold layers
trail over;

nature's endorphines release themselves
into my consciousness,
freed from thier mortal realm
of sinew, meat, bone;
set loose, alive,
as they fade into acid oblivion

till they run thier course.
and then i wait for dinner.

~~~~~~~

ai seh. act like literature.