4-20

4-20,
the cupped ember glows,passes and glows again,
Simple hand to hand,
There is no weight until the words settle in the balance of
Inside,
The mind,
Then at night while I sleep a troll, a cell,
Something moves the rift,
Twang rah rah wang
I learned today, from one part of my brain to another,
Oh to sleep,
Like a kid who played on cowpucky hill,
Capture the flag till the fireflys took the night,
Then Kick the can
alleeee alleeee in come free !

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

the innocence of our youth ... would we could bottle it and take a bit when sleep won't come ... or any anxious riddled moment .. going to have to check Jacob's poem
E.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

This poem is like a release of the spirit into the wilds of nature. Nice job.

[lee von cleef]

a pound of fleshless mind
A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto, inspired this step into my past. Thank you Jacob for the "Kick start"