Monday, October 21, 2019

Happy Ea(ter of Acid)ster!! By Heath Brougher

Psychosexual Psychodynamic Psychedelic eggs/ bunnybrain personified/
Lysergic Easter / foilwrapped chocolateprisoned cream / happy Zombie Day!
/ oval acid hits / a divine tongue
was born when God decided to try LSD.

"Why did we hide all those eggs knowing that we didn't want to lose them in the first place?"

"Don't know. Maybe it subconsciously says something about our intrinsic yet latent need to break away from the herd and work to fulfill our True Destiny."

"Don't say heavy shit like that right now!
Fuckin' A, man! Forget trippin' balls!
I'm trippin' OVARIES for fuck's sake!"






Heath Brougher is the poetry editor for Into the Void, winner of the 2017 and 2018 Saboteur Award for Best Magazine and, even though he hasn't submitted in a looooong fuckin time, is already tired of bragging about himself.

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