Hands and walls striped, Layer after layer until both Are bare and raw. By the time bleach splashed Into my eyes I was too high Off the sterile sweltering aroma To care that the tingle Engulfed my vision. Going blind was beautiful. A kaleidoscope tunnel, Swirled in rainbow shine. It twinkled bright like crystal Sparkling light. Icy water Rinsed out all the resin While chilling my sight. I wonder, As lucidity returns Will bleach purge The corruptions, The toxins, The impurities of you?