Peyote Prophecy

This morning

Is one of tall trees

Sipping on their snow cones

Stealing rabbit liqueur

Like a sapphire isomatrix

Shifting like a vortex

Blinding astral cortex

Belief beyond repair

Floating rocking wheelchair

Blessed like a dinosaur

From heel to toe

It's all just fundamental displacement

This is a keeling shore

What are they kneeling for?

Satellite reflections of sunlight

Psychotic preoccupation with foresight

Revel your fated orb

Placed in spaced

Not to touch

Or else, death you'll face

Compromise a spice

Negotiate with gods

Remember the ingested cactus

Become self-conscious