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By Jack Joseph Smith

ACID II Laughter in that hearty way Peaks to becomming strained When remembering the babble and mumble Kissing giant mouths of worn kneed men Tell the witty man not to bow again For he runs this heart to far ahead He processes our imaginations imitation Christ and forever has gone too dark for a second act To hungry world in tangle Here too I wait with sigh Flourishing madness do thee need? Where is the acknowledged wonder? The only circle believable on shields left for battles Felt the lone determined sun star flickering absolutes. And now with warrior love we strike out trusting Yet on mythclogical power of wounded flying feet. During the fear void before period people pondered revolt Memory was vanquished dust Ice gathered in the brains Yet a planet crystallized a few breaths beneath a residue Some did not want to pilgrimage back to the land of re-entrance And experience the same unknowns for the second time Which is what must be done in order to correct error So they accepted the disbelief and continued outside of concept Growth as belief in deliverance With heat pressuring this heart And gain is the renunciation of perceptions As that external heat pressures those minds

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The poem records a psychedelic aftermath in which laughter curdles, revelation falters, and growth demands a painful return through error and disbelief.

What begins in hearty laughter quickly turns strained, and from there the poem moves through worn bodies, a failed "imitation Christ," battle shields, warrior love, and frozen brains. The imagery keeps offering grand spiritual or mythic language, but each promise is interrupted by confusion, hunger, fear, or disbelief. By the end, growth is not transcendence so much as pressure: error has to be re-entered, old unknowns have to be faced again, and deliverance feels costly rather than euphoric.

Claude

'ACID II' tracks a psychedelic comedown in which 'Laughter in that hearty way / Peaks to becomming strained,' the 'witty man' becomes an 'imitation Christ,' and growth is finally named as 'the renunciation of perceptions'.

The poem sours its own euphoria: hearty laughter goes strained at the memory of 'babble and mumble / Kissing giant mouths of worn kneed men,' and the witty figure who 'runs this heart to far ahead' has 'gone too dark for a second act.' Its mythic register keeps collapsing into fear -- 'warrior love' striking out on 'mythclogical power of wounded flying feet,' then 'Ice gathered in the brains.' The central figures are pilgrims who refuse re-entry: 'Some did not want to pilgrimage back to the land of re-entrance ... So they accepted the disbelief and continued outside of concept.' The closing proposition makes deliverance costly -- 'gain is the renunciation of perceptions' under 'external heat.' Source spellings 'becomming,' 'to far,' and 'mythclogical' are kept as written.