Poem: I Have Been High

I have been high

On the bottle, the rich taste of red wine in my mouth! Blackberry, cinnamon, nutmeg, and leather!

Another glass and another follow!

And perhaps another!

Until all I know is crimson liquid!

Then Jameson & ice or maybe Conker Gin,  or Absinthe! To follow!

Or all three.

Pour me into a taxi and take me home!

I have been high on acid, once! Pills, blotting paper, microdots with happy, hippy names, in my youth!

Colours bleeding into surfaces into shapes into light.

Music holy with new tones and textures to touch. The revelations, the meanings, the weird, finding a new religion in a carpet.

The warm fade and glow of coming down.

I have been high on adventure, on exploration, on discovery, the new, the different, the strange, the erotic, the pain!

On art, on words, on music, on performance, on poetry. On the strings of my guitar, on her!

On winning, on deals, on negotiation. On a high-five finish!

On landscapes, seascapes, lucky escapes, and there’s been a few!

On the lights on the harbour twinkling like diamonds!

On snow, on ice, on powder!

On that feeling, at the end of the page when everything is perfect!

I have had a lifetime of highs but nothing absolutely nothing, not a single thing comes close to the high you take me too!

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