Into the Etherglow

A poem about being high, while also being a stab at bad 'instapoetry'

Narcotized by nacreous nightshade,

I ordain my chains to evaporate!

I hear sidereal serenades

Ushering me to a steady state,

 

So, I launch into the etherglow,

To foxtrot with fractals unknown!

I was once a varicose Van Gogh,

But now, I’m a playful palindrome!

Author's Note

Yes, this poem is basically nonsense, but it has its purpose in the context of the story I am telling in this book. I'll leave you to figure that out.

It's also my jab at bad 'Instapoetry'. Enjoy :)