Shrooms

Under the cover of darkness
From the mulch upon the floor
Mushrooms blossom like little Chinese men
Are they magic? I cannot be sure

I wonder if I should eat one
Taste the fungi for myself
Should I be alarmed by its colourful exterior
Would it be harmful all by itself

The taste is rather weak and bland
I cannot see what’s all the fuss
But soon my head’s a cloudy haze
And I’m not sure what to trust

Is it me that’s spinning round and round
Or is the world beyond my control
I feel a tightening inside of me
As if something’s pulling at my soul

It’s fading now my head’s more clear
That was a scary little trip
When next I’m in this darkened place
Eating mushrooms I’ll be sure to skip

Copyright: authorchrisbrown

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