No reality,
reality does not satisfy me
and it hasn’t tried hard enough
to sugar me up
I need alcohol
to soften the rough edges
of futility
I need chemicals
to inebriate the chemicals
of my brain
only then
reality
is reality
I can
surrender
to.
Beyond Language 
it is more difficult but more rewarding to explore the frontiers of our inner cosmos without the ‘helpers’…and then, what worlds we discover..
Your poetry is fantastic and you always match it with such great images. I’ve added you as a link on my blog under “Circle of Friends”.
Cheers, Chloe :D xx