Escape Poem by Vince Rogers

I was so high I had to do something

So I outstretched my bare arms, jumped in the air and landed on top of Kilimanjaro

Then came back to Earth and made love to Aset, on a fragrant bed of Nag Champa and Collard Greens

I sat on the Ashanti Stool at a platinum table and ate barbequed pig feet and drank passion fruit Alize in the presence of my enemies

I tore off a piece of Dead Sea scroll, so I could roll me another biblical blunt.

Then I flew up to Heaven again, but did not enter.

I just put my ear to the sky and listened to God laugh for a while.

I then began to think about regular men who appear similar to me, who go to sleep at 11, wake at 7 and go to work from 9 to 5.