far out man

i can't remember,

he says, rolling a joint and licking
the edges,
just so,
something he's done since
he was sixteen
now easing past seventy four.

i don't remember the sixties,
he says, or
the seventies for that matter,
i was too stoned

to collect that information
into my head.

but I've seen the movies,
and television shows.

it looks like we had a lot
of fun. a lot of laughs,
music and sex.

damn wish i was able to remember
some of it,

but i'm so glad that dope
is finally going to be legal.

far out man.

maybe we can forget this decade
too.

did you bring the food?
the hash,

your pipe,

my dementia meds?