Too High

January 8, 2009
My lips covered the aluminum rim
of the soda can that’d been trimmed.

The flame lit inches from my eyes
as I inhaled with multiple tries.

My throat burned with a sensation
that filled me with slight relaxation.

I breathed for more
making my chest sore.

My mouth felt dry,
wow, I was floating in the sky.

I felt out of control
of my own body I continued to roll.

Feeling high, on top of the world
in a ball, I curled.

Make it stop, I said to you
but you just laughed and had no clue.

For an hour I was filled with fear,
I wanted the end to be near.

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