I hate dismissive people like you

Sex, drugs, music,
divine raptures.
Some man’s daughter
in ecstasy, on ecstasy.
You’re dreaming I said.
Backwards Forwards
sick and shivering
from a night
with a stranger.
Good sex
in the worst accommodation.
Turns out we were both awake,
wide awake.
This is it,
sacrament to the atheist.
I am one of them now
and I watch them
(as I always have)
Spectral creatures
in a world... of warcraft
akin to the mythical reputation
of the promiscuous virgin,
in their production run
they were popular
but they are neither timeless
nor malleable
and are nothing
to anyone
ever again.
The penitent
walks within flames
to purge himself
of lustful thoughts
and feelings
but he is a fool
because god is dead.
An aquarium of fish
each named after a drug
it won’t hurt
the last time I felt this still
was when they told me
you’re manic depressive
I was completely okay with it
(at the time)