Cannabis
You know, I wouldn't be a poet
without cannabis
I mean, it's not like I go about
planning this
Stuff when I'm straight, or maybe
I do, but it's just not
Enough to leave it to Fate to pull
this all through the linguistic knots
That I find to unbind, because
when I smoke
I've found they've unwound and
it's all a big joke
That I just have to preserve
For that half that deserves
A fanciful look at conditions and
causes
That unwritten book of conditional
clauses
Interdependencies, subjective
existence
Versus games of ascendancy,
subject to insistence
By linear thought, acceptance of
rules
By those who've forgotten though
games are for fools,
Fools have more fun—they don't
mind the drag
They always have one more trick in
their bag
And draw on it when it all seems
so wrong
They call up a friend and share
hits from the bong!
But my preference, in truth, is
oral ingestion
Maybe in deference to youth, or
choral congestion
But as much for the buzz, as it's
really a high that
Has its own touch, see because, as
the theories describe it
The chemical blend is actually
shifted
For as it's suspended it's
filtered and sifted
By liver enzymes, which smoking avoids
And metabolites bind new
cannabinoids
(Specifically then, the one that
they call
Eleven- hydroxy- cannibinol)
That was not in the mix of the
original plant
So you've got, then, a fix which
is bio-enhanced
By the body's digestion and
attempt to dispel it
There’s more visions, impressions—it's
more psychedelic
And much smoother and slower,
there's less of a crash
Than when the night's over and
you've been smoking hash
So, however you take it, (and I
don't say you have to)
Go smoke it or bake it, for me it
has value
In balancing straight with the
Factor of Freak
I think it's great, a green snack
once a week
For breaking the molds, the
consumerist curses
Taking the old and presuming
reverses
Having a look at behaviour and
habit
That assumption you took to be
true 'cause you have it
Thereby vexing authority with
grass- roots discursives
By that virtue sure to be recast
as subversive
But it's just about life and
reforming perspective
Seeing that strife can be absorbed
in collective
Attempts to see clearly and
achieve greater peace
As the Now and the Here become
more than belief
It might be that I go about
planning this
But I wouldn’t be this poet
without cannabis.