dope

even at sixty,

she liked to get high.

she thought

it was cool.

fun.

made her feel sexy.

it relaxed her.

she'd put some music on.

light candles

all over the house.

come one,

she'd say, rolling another

joint, take a puff

or two.

join me.

inhale some of this

burning toxic leaf

laced with god knows

what

into your lungs

and hold it for as

long as you can.

let's pretend we're at

woodstock, man.

i made us some brownies

for later.