In Madison, Lucius, Sammy, Frank, and I
took the elevator to the top floor.
Lucius led us into an apartment, then a room.
Neon posters coated the walls.
A black light flickered on.
Lucius pulled out tin foil in a tiny bag,
unfolded it, and
handed me two tabs.
I saw orange zigzags on the ceiling.
I felt empathy towards every living being.
My persistent anxiety vanished, and, for the first time in years, I knew
peace.
Lucius handed me two more tabs.
I put them on my tongue.
I wandered onto the balcony.
I was entranced by the contrast
between the balcony and the ground
ten floors below us.
I climbed up on a table on the balcony,
and leaned over the edge
for a better view.
Sammy and Frank ran out onto the balcony,
and wrapped their arms around me.
They pulled me down.
Has anyone else ever done psychedelics? What did you feel or see?

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