Perfect Blemish

I am a healing prophet

With my mushroom seeds of promise
In my garden
I harvest often
Lush experience
Mysterious
Such a sweet delirium

I’ve got psilocybin in my pocket

I am getting rid of my inhibitions
In an insane asylum
I can feel it hit the celling
When it’s in my body
An outer body experience
A spirit party

What a beautiful life

I am living, not surviving
I am giving, not taking
I feel the love, the charity
I feel the life of the universe