FROM, ELIAS

forest-hugged beach weeps ari aster

hopped up on mucinex, weed,
mold spores & cigarettes    hoping
              for one blue mushroom
to push me over the edge and    see
spirals in film stills, sinking bare
feet into that almost-quicksand


days like these make me wish
for a higher fever.     
                                          a reason
to get a degree & play pharmacist
            forever high druidess
giving witches cough pills to      see
spells birthed from sluggishness,
shells,       & to ask
           if i can eat that mushroom!