powdery white ecstacy

i feel like i could fly, right off this ground

with nothing but my hacky sac and fat cigar, trailing smoke for the airplanes to follow

i could eat the clouds, burn the sun, touch the stars

my dreaming feeling falters so i lay out another line on the counter top

powdery white ecstacy glacier tip snow

inhaling is my favorite board game, everyones a winner!

we take home prizes in memories lost, broken relationships, and the lucky ones discolorment

yes, my partner in combat is convulsing like a kangaroo in barbed wire

i dial 9 1 1 on my cellular hand, but no one answers

we'll be okay this time, we always are