Suborbital

Minstrel duo joined for time tripping tunes,
I yearned to wander anonymously in audience.
Once I did see Paul sing "Sounds of Silence"
Yet time burns a path
Across the sands of my life
Moments crystallize into solid memories.

Fatalist mood transpires
Second stage of my rocket
Discarded and now
I'm on my way
Arcing toward the wide ocean.
My trajectory looping back
As the gravity of aging
Carries me in suborbital glee
WHeeee!!!!

Soon I'll be entering
The zero space dimension of solitude
There will be no companions there

Only the dizzying emptiness
Of my downward spiral into infinity.

I see why the world is overpopulated
Children are the only hope
For the old and decrepit
I hope to die before I grow old
But I'm sure I'd miss out
On some great nursing home food
And sweet nurses who will flirt with me
My morose mood is subject to alteration

Tomorrow I may discover new ways

Of altering perception

 

I had a dream last night

That where I am Hashish and pot were legal

I was at the grocery store looking

At dried pot hanging in the produce section

I was contemplating buying it

Maybe when I'm old and aching

I'll have medically approved pot

On the final approach

In my free fall

To ecstasy