Spacemonkey Poem by William Ramirez

I love this sensation.

I don't know why but its heartwarming.

it's like my drug.

I'm addicted.

I don't want people to know but I do it anyway.

they took away the most obvious one

but I have my very own one.

I like this feeling of passing out,

even if it's for a few seconds.

I have visions when I'm out.

the visions are either my blank past,

or my hopeful future.

or neither.

maybe it's just a dream. the most wonderful dream.

spacemonkey is what I call it.

it kills my brain cells, I know,

but it takes my pain away.

I love it.

they can't take this one away because it is a part of me.

I feel like I'm in space when I do it.

that's why it's called spacemonkey

you can do it anywhere anytime.

thank you spacemonkey for taking my numbness and pain away.