"Dude... What would you call this?: describing how your body feels when you're hella high, just in a really poetic state?"
"Fucke dude.... Poenatomy."
" I felt like this
like, fusion kinda energy
like, flowin’ through me and
like… Dude. It was fucking weird. I felt heavy, but light at the same time. And like. My body was trying to
lean, but the bones were still standing tall.” I was saying some weird ass shit, and Savvy was like that’s fucking trippy. I was like “ya dude… Like. Some kinda anatomical poetic kinda shit…”
“I don’t know, dude. Whatever it was, that shit was trippy.”
“I guess, bro. Just like…. What would I call that *THOUGHTSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS*….
Ana… At-
tom-etry, anatoetic…”
Then Savvy suggested: “Poenatomy.”