Elucidating Questions

What it is to be high

The little pains don’t pain me as much

Not only that they’re dulled and hushed

But my mind doesn’t catch on them

Feel the pain and immediately feel a failure

It’s not gone today

My mind moves like syrup

Instead of like light 

The hundred of threads quiet down to one or two

Maybe three

Not four

Just quieter

And I don’t feel so out of the world

The entire time with my head beyond the sky

Down to Earth is not a term we use here

I’m still floating, but here I can breathe

I can put up with so much more

I wish this was free

I wish I was allowed to feel this way for free

But I am now

For now