Marijuana

 

Word word word.

Wanna smoke weed.

Please god provide

a better dream for me.

Time becomes 

tantalizingly intimate.

The flower's infinite

spectrum

of connective

consciousness

puts my mind at ease.

A love song for

my green queen.

From ape to caveman

and humans and robots,

we breathe prophecy,

born from water fairies 

into savage society.

 

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