So…

I ran out of weed 3 days ago

and I’m going through, what I can only imagine

are with-drawl symptoms.

What do I do?

about this hunger for righteousness

that tells me I must mutilate myself

on stage, in front of everyone.

Just for people to listen.

What do I do?

about these waves of furry

that push and pull like the tide

every few minutes or so…

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a lone tree, hollowed and rotted through.

the wind blows, the senses dulled.

the fires have long since passed,

the truth revealed in the glimpses past all the dead branches.

The promise of Spring can’t come soon enough.

my branches long for the warmth,

clothed in leaves and bearing fruit of plenty.

The day will come, there is no doubt of that,

but when?

But as ...

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