i don’t know, i think God & the devil made a deal
seeing the kind of shit we go through on the daily
that they’d bless the earth with coffee beans
and bless the earth with nicotine leaves
the best things in life are sober & bitter
they bring you back down to earth
and then make you realize life, too, is bitter
smoke herb & i may as well be in a slump
take in bitter aspects of nicotine & caffeine
and i’m 6 feet above the moon
head floating so high i feel like a cloud
empty & reassuring
ADHD making it feel like a sedative & stimulant
we are one equal dose in the cosmic universe
we were meant to feel warmth of ash & ember
guess i’m wanted dead or alive
but i’d rather jus be both
feeling released from overwhelming pressure
except it’s not overwhelming really
sometimes you jus got to reflect, process
and decompress in any way, shape & form
from a coping mechanism with a sort of vice
to feeling your self, so to speak
getting in your bag, so to speak
dancing like some devil child & angel on the moon
and smoking out on the pier with your girlfriend
having your late night coffee in the big city
skyscrapers pouring over thick concrete
little groups of families flying kites in the wind
the orange blaze flaring up off of the cigarette
the 6 dimes in the fountain, drain & gutter
we must always jus engage with the moment
because sooner or later, it’s still all happening
you’re right where you’ve always been… in motion
we go with the tide of universal friction & Tao
and accept & embrace life in its swell, ebb & flow
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