Intoxication.

I do not want to live now

I want to live the drif of aberration

The exctasy of the moment

When you do not think because you are alive

Because you only feel

The ebb anbd flow of all the senses

When there is not time

Or time has stopped to flow.

I do not want to know what time it is

What day, what year,

Or look myself into the mirror.

I want to keep on gliding

With the wings of insobriety

As if I will never

Touch the ground again.

Alfred Grech

22/06/2020