{"Detonate The Serotonin."}

padlock Scatterboxx in a strap-jacket.
i’m a lab rat tripping on some bad acid.
…lucid black magic got me flash-backing
to custom crafted cabinets to stash tablets.
…nap sack packed with fat hash spliffs,
backpacking even with these bad back spasms.
electric epileptic bipolar. printpressing
rhyme flower, son, have a crack at this.
EEG stat graphics not looking good,
CPU machine crashed. screen glass cracked quick.
off the charts balderdash mathematic
results got these technicians going spazmatic.
…got a few too many bad habits,
excessively crass when my Absinthe is absent
has it time to undergo added malpractice:
non-FDA approved detonated serotonin.

detonate the serotonin.

clogged arteries tangled in a bob & weave.
i’m shot, popping poppy seeds, lost cosmically.
late night rendezvous with the oddities
while you sleep soundly, yo, i set sail for odyssey.
snap high-definition pineal photography:
Dimethyltryptamine dreams seen consciously.
…everyone by now knows obviously
age bit its fangs, hit the veins of my artistry.
biologically, i am a robotic beast
that methodically was built on canvas in Picasso’s dreams.
cough & wheeze; snot dripping while i cause a scene;
see me vexed at the CVS Pharmacy.
it’s gotten me in constant animosity &
neurologically, i probably could use lobotomy.
self medicating fear & loathing irresponsibly
led to improperly detonating serotonin.

detonate the serotonin.