Peace by the Gram

What moment is better than this?

Gravity pulls my head back,

Ascending under hypnosis,

Where time is hard to track,

Nonchalant and heightened senses,

A lingering earthy aroma,

Opened up my sinuses,

Couch locked and almost in a coma,

The smell of kush starts to leave my nose,

Though faintly on my fingertips,

Even in my hair and in my clothes,

Can still taste the blunt on my lips,

The ember tip is non-existent,

Reality starts to appear,

These problems are still persistent,

And they need to disappear,

Reminiscing what I’m missing,

The addictive Mary Jane,

Her moss color was enticing,

I’m chronically insane,

THC expands my chest,

Some weed got on my tongue,

These inhales never rest,

And I'm coughing up a lung,

Perfect trip when the tip hits my lip,

A BiC emblazed these roots,

I’m equipped for my spaceship,

Location Cloud Nine in full pursuit,

Pray I pass to Matthew the right way,

Let the collection plate rotate,

Twenty-one twenty-two today,

Sixty on an eighth to buy my faith

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