Close Encounters With Cannabis, for the Third Time

from that long ago time
which you remember just slightly
the great green demon
stared upon you tightly

that subterranean alien,
green though skin and sin,
does not wish to cause you death,
but to cause what you are,
within.

this demon’s wizened features they explore
your thoughts half-taken (heart and core)
two fingers to your forehead, you could not ignore
THE FLASHES AND EXPLOSIONS IN THE SKY!

its pretty choppy, i know.
this one’s for you, Old Gobbo.

i couldn’t even read this because i was completely distracted by those photos. WHAT THE FUCK IS IN THE JAR?

ps: what song is the thom yorke quote lifted from?

a dragon fetus is in the jar

it is not from a song, it is from a “mini website” that Radiohead constructed for visual aesthetics during the recording of Kid A. You will probably like this site a lot, it has a lot of good poetry in it.

the website is radiohead.com/Archive/Site4/tt016.html

have fun browsing this :smiley:

if you get lost, the actual “entrance” to the webspace is the third link down on this page:

radiohead.com/archive.html

=D> =D>

I had a bad day but this poem lifted my spirits, (ironically). Plus I loved the title.

Now, if you’ll excuse me I’m going to smoke some salvia.