pot poem

Poem: Ode to a Clean Pipe

Poem: Ode to a Clean Pipe

My beautiful, artisan borosilicate glass, You have recently become a huge pain in my ass.   I suck and I puff, but it’s never enough. Your insides are all clogged with resiny stuff.   Though frustrated and huffing, I continue to try, ‘Til I’ve scorched all my weed, bringing tears to my eyes.   I […]

Poem: The Seussian Silliness of Prohibition

Poem: The Seussian Silliness of Prohibition

  “My gut’s growing from tossing back bottles of beer, and I certainly don’t want to take speed. In certain forms both those things are perfectly legal, so why can’t we have legal weed? That dealer’s house is scary, I don’t want to go, once I heard gunshots and suddenly peed. I don’t want to […]