The Ethereal Plane


Why do we do it?

Why do we fall prey

to a few less brains cells

another nail in the coffin

a year or two less of our life

What life is there without them?

More headache

more heartache

more hypocrisy

Why do we do it?

Why do we sink into the bottle

the bag

the ethereal plane

of angst and anxiety

sedation and medication

Perhaps life's greatest experiment

is our our willingness to use what's available

in order to comprehend it all



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