Bong Wizard

snap flames to ignite the bong load summoner of pale green smoke inhale exhale breathe out the incantations, reciting the words of old swirling glyphs flashing and blinking, arts which should not be known a miasma of manipulation, entombed within the smoke formless faces twisted and fading, melting back to where theyre from now i can see beyond. where man does not belong unwelcoming occupants, chronic spawned snap flames to ignite the bong load summoner of pale green smoke inhale exhale another hit to strengthen the spell, out through all time and space cough up the words, choking and wheezing, casting back the decay sulfer and skunk an infernal smell, the haze slithers as snakes unhallowed beings, screaching and screaming, breaching dimensional gateways now i can see beyond. where man does not belong unwelcoming occupants, chronic spawned light the bowl, ritual unholy smoke creeps forth from my lungs calling the ones from below arcane miasma, profane vapors by the void im bestowed light it smoke it cease to be/give it to me

Submitted by The Void — Jun 21, 2026