Friday, November 4, 2011

Green Four Twenty

Green Four Twenty

Chartreuse crystals drip languidly, expelling a forest of dreams…
The plot, the pine, like skunk, invites,
The tranquil stickiness implores, expelling my light-headed arousal.
Fortune divulges this cynical calm,
The ambiance of the taste is exposed,
Aura transcends useless paranoia,
The tides let loose the significance of reflection,
Purifyingly, virtuously…

-April 20th… of, some year…

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