i’m imagining you live around the corner;
a five minute walk away.
Conveniently, there is a convenience store
on the way so i buy liquor, swishers, and cigs
that is certain to bring us both bliss.
i know i’m a full-time job with my issues
but part of the issue is that you’re a
full-time thought; constantly barraging
my head with images of your face.
we’ve rolled a J
we’ve taken a shot of J
we’ve smoked the J
and now you’re with J
cigs are lit, puffed, smoked,
our bodies lit them all up,
and left the rest of the world
to deal with the volcanic