Sanctuary

I washed ashore a beach, it's sand is pure cocaine. No longer heavy is my eyelids, this surely isn't a dream. Im walking, the sky is LSD. I see a vagina flower, I pick it and peel off a petal; inhaling the dust of morphine. the pores drift in the air - I'm still holding the vagina flower; I open it's lips and look inside, looking for a safer place ... Maybe I can hide? (safe place)