Don't Try

Circumnavigating to the next reachable euphoria. Not knowing when to drop anchor into the dark murky depths of my mind. Codeine and Absinthe beautifully dance together. Its a symphony. A perfectly lit room at just the right temperature. Nothing matters but this feeling as I lay back lightly. There's nowhere I need to go. And there's nothing I need to do. The best thing is, I don't even need to try. It's all here and it's all now.