Sucking The Metal Valley- A THC Journey

The warm metal between my fingers balances out the cold air

Green mountains covered in black snow rise high from the metal valley,

And smoke drifts through the valley's tunnel,

Being sucked out from the mountains, glowing red with spreading fire

The smoke rips through the tunnel, and down a dark, wet drop into two large, long bags

The smoke sends it's special chemicals to soak into the walls of these bags,

Willing them to test for danger

The entire valley is removed from the source of the sucking,

And the smoke is blown out through the same enterance hole,

Leaveing it's chemical testers behind

The special little chemicals, still in the bag's wall's, find themselves at home,

With no reason to leave such a comfy place

Soon the person who sucked that metal valley begins to feel his inteligence grow,

And his creativity soar

(He's gonna go suck the metal valley some more.)

(Written after sucking the metal valley).

MANDY2009*

Reviews

[The Nude Writer]

Hehe.. I get it ;) really cool poem. Very inspired writing.