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
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