Most people have coffee and cigarettes
but we have coffee and marijuana -
we don't quite wake-and-bake,
but we get-up-and-potter-and-do-the-dishes-and-get
-stoned.
We get low on the high
and then bump it up with caffeine,
jumping about
from one fork-edge to the other
and even though we're far from home
we're more than home -
smoking local air,
swimming local beaches
and sitting next to friends of friends of friends.
We're in the thick of it, this summer
and it hasn't even started;
we're in the heat of it, this summer,
and it isn't even the solstice.
I hear the waves of my own world
pouring out around me
and it pleases me to see them
running out of my fingertips.
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