September 15, 2009

Only Darkening

by James Jason Dye

I lie
on the lid
with a joint in my lip

I'm happy with an ounce
hiding in my back pocket
as I stare at the end of the boundaries
Through the fog the sky is white
Tonight an octopus ejects black clouds

It's no longer stable
Here I hear thunder
Strange there's no lightning
only darkening


Hector the Crow said...

it touches me

when THC is effective

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