All choked up*
Blended leaf, Oh weed of smoke
I take a few puffs from you, then I choke
Flavour of rotting garbage taste
I take a good puff, and blow in your face
Tasty weed one more drag to take
My lungs feel like they just been baked
Dom*Colucci 2010
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Where were you when I was always here?* Who are and where did you come from? Are you of duality or from the Source of one? Does your consc...
i dont know how they puff one after another :(
ReplyDeleteGolden Lotus of God's Love...yes I say the same thing as this was another funny mood as I watched my mom as she smokes and for 60+years and wrote the poem after Slacking Off..she does these things outside as I told her I will not go down her house ever again with her doing this inside..as it attracts everything in it..I actually neglected seeing her for 6 years in an apartment she use to be in..as we met downstairs in a day room...have fun my Love(+)
ReplyDeletesoulbro*:)xo