high — Face It: Might As Well

A Great Fall

Yep…it will be like entering into a black hole to try and explain this one. I’m not sure if the wonky stars dancing around my head are even bright enough to find the end of this excerpt. Who will put me back together again?

High ThoughtsMatthew ChicolaJuly 17, 2019poem, poetry, existential, fall, hospital, high, write, creativity, creative, addiction, log, addict, marijuana, potComment

Stepping In

Will it be door number 1, door number 2, or door number 3? If I choose correctly, the truth may be revealed on the other side. Or it might just be a series of more doors, more choices, more mistakes, more doubts…oh boy. I’ve really stepped in it this time.

High ThoughtsMatthew ChicolaJuly 3, 2019poetry, dimensions, poem, high, addict, addiction, pot, smoke, smoking, weed, door, portalComment

Hovering on the Edge

How high can I go? Do the words flow easier when I’ve taken off into the clouds or does that make more thunder rumble? Every cloud has a silver lining, let’s see where the edge of this one takes me.