High

Why pot isn't all that bad. hah.

Cities burn such solitude,

As the trees die from the toxic fumes of industry.

Metallic cars whiz by the only tree on this-

On this side of town, rustling the leaves and a couple fall…

Some of the neighborhood kids used to climb it,

Now they play with a different plant.

They sometimes sit under the tree,

And they light up their blunts.

Out of sight from authorities,

Laughing insanely from their world,

Of certain types of Happy Grass

Pink and purple trees.

And instead of seeing the surrounding, old, abandoned buildings,

They see peace-signed grafiitied

White houses,

Spattered with happiness and joy.

Only to come down from their high,

And see the depressing surroundings-

Of the crack houses-

And the dead tree stumps-

And they light up another joint,

To escape…

Author's Note

idk.

Reviews

[thecoolone52]

its good... very nice imagrey as usual.......... it has a twist to it... likes it good to get away but your still stuck in the reality of life.... thats what i got out of the piece.......... havent read your stuff in awhille and i was very pleased to pick this one out of the many i havnet read yet........... very intriguing.... flows marvelously 2

[Dan Bullock]

I understand what you mean for sure! I used to, but don't anymore, but I have friends who do it constantly to avoid the meltdown of reality. Cool stuff, veery interesting :D