A Bad Trip to Las Vegas

water detoxifies the mind and body,
flushes the system of bad entites.

wanna know what my demons look like?

they look like four men,
dressed in chain-gang attire,
strapped to spinning electric chairs,
as they scream "WHERE'S THE LSD?!"

they look like the beautiful, angelic smile
on the melting face of a young christina ricci.

they look like a curly-haired man,
gigantic and glowing red,
half man, half goat.
he laughed and told me i needed more.

they sound like the screams and hollers
of multiple men and women
coming from every direction.

I floated as I sat still,
watched the walls bubble and warp around me.

a boy beside me,
rocked like a scared child.
fast, then slow, then fast again.

i cannot count
the various times someone asked "are you ok?"
and respond with the shake of my head.

the sunshine was my enemy that day,
i couldn't enjoy it.

it was so bright,
and so cold.

water...

i need water.