That springs before the frost.
Autumns trip- a ticket to get lost.
Dropped ten and my telepathy´s volume
has been turned right up!
The mood of the room is exposed
in it´s naked colours and flavours.
Each chair and picture juxtaposed.
See my friends the onset of mad.
Intentions shine blindingly good and bad.
The flow of thought dizzying.
Intensifying the pleasant buzz until...
I need to meditate just to stay sane.
The strange feeling has my mind rearranged.
All from a wee mushroom?
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