I love the way nature works
I love how easy it is to grow green goodness with nothing but a powerful light bulb a green thumb and a black lung
I love the way plants have sex in such a sexless way
Hanging from my ceiling smiling and drying
Delight
Big things come in small paper squares
Fill me up with smoke like a parking suicide
Away dash away higher fly higher
I'm seeing little green men in the back of my head alter state altered sates
Light it like an Arsonist Pyromania’s poster child fucker
God, this mirror echoes my eyes heavy in heaven
“Smoke your plants kid you’ve got potential”

04/24/2011