It happened tonight
Let it be written in the annals of drug stories it happened
I had it....
the biggest high of my life.
I was watching the TV. and Mrs. president was on at Good doc’s,
and I took a hit of off some Peruvian vine in the pipe and it felt huge in my lungs
when i exhaled i knew it was the biggest hit i had ever taken
I coughed a lot
then opened my eyes real wide and said, “SHit. I’m not really ready for
this, I know it.” and braced myself.
that was over an hour ago, I have been watching the clock I am so gone whoa.
time goes kind of long when you’re here ya know seems like forever,
and still, now, I am a tremor a ghost a phantom in the world
somehow I escaped the world
I told myself I couldn’t escape it but I did it
and it’s the kind of place where the Marlboro Man comes along and pulls off
a match in your face, burns it bright in a flash, and lights a big big a big
cigarillo, the thin white ones, and smiles with it in his mouth’s corner,
waving his hand across the expanse of Heaven to me the new arrival and says,
“there it is you fucker,” kicks me a solid one in the ass and opens the
gates for the singing to begin.
Only, that doesn’t really sound too much of the kind of place I would like
to be, some heaven like that, where old movie actors like CARY Grant and
John Wayne are stinking with grins and chuckling’ about how purty it all is to
themselves.
but I’m in that place an hour now, my body has already shaken for twenty
minutes, I have been writing this for more than 20 too and I can’t do the math real fast like this horrible and kind of great at the same time
cause it’s like standing right in Death’s face with the bird///