down & out & up & over

if yr feeling sad drive 3 hours to the country blasting methodrone, pass every car driving less than 140 kilometres per hour, blazing middle fingers in the air, drive to the end of a long winding road, look around you, once, twice, three times for good luck, listen to the great lake lapping up the shore, take off all your clothes, let the people stare (who cares), jump in the water, baptize yourself one more time, let the sun reconstitute your naked body, raise your arms, scream FUCK!!!!!!!, get out, stand at the shore, dripping, dripping, dripping wet, cold, horizon facing, let the insects drink your blood, let the darkness in your soul bubble right up to the top, let the frothy bile foam right out of your throat, spit it out, wipe your mouth, swing a harsh gaze to both sides, onlookers amazed, look directly into the eye of the storm, look it right in its eye, tell it I FUCKING DARE YOU, I FUCKING DARE YOU TO TOUCH ME, pray that it does, pray that the lighting strikes right though you, thunder above, channeling its energy right down to your feet, let it electrify you (be careful not to kill), pick up the most beautiful stone, hold it, hold it, hold it, close your eyes, deep inhale the fragrant flower air, make it wet again, let it reveal it's glory one last time, throw it into the body, and turn around