Suspension

I have poison in my veins, with a half tainted smile knowing that my mind will soon be in a stooper, my paradise in my mind where thoughts flow forth like a fountain without resistance. It is a gift that I never want to leave because I have no emotion, no thought for my heart does all of my thinking, and it pours forth all of my emotion. All of my words are full of emotion. My hollowness is full of thought, for some unapparent, abstract reason. I am able to roam across the universe in my mind, and find Heaven on Earth, the Garden of Eden, and the perfect and all answered life.