"What was there to do?" Poem

in #fiction9 months ago

What was there to do?
The lantern's light glistened on his glassy emerald eyeballs
The veins had now turned a deep red
His head spun round, and around, time began to slow
He breathed in again, the calming smoke filling his lungs
A green white cloud surrounded him
He entered his own world, bright and colorful
This could not go on, it was unhealthful
A certain kind of clarity came over him
As his head hit the pillow
He knew what was there to do.

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