it could've been my skating
possibly the herb .. maybe even me
whatever her reason for being attracted
I didn't dwell on it for very long
stoned high .. I was standing in the parking lot
cortez was certainly intent on getting high
he related .. fire a fat one up, amigo
I replied, this ain't mexico my friend
we'll have to go to my casa
so none of us will go to jail
rosemary and cortez followed me close
I unintentionally lost them a time or two
circled the block again to find them
kept telling myself to ride slower
so they could keep up with me
finally reached my house by the river
both of them said .. hey, way cool man
I fired up a couple of fat joints
passed one to each of them
cortez hit it .. tried to pass it back
I said no, man .. we'll smoke one each
columbian gold .. see where we go from there
by the time we'd smoked half a joint each
they were both so stoned high
we finished up .. blowing shotguns
cortez asked if i'd any more pot
I knew then just what to do
pulled out my rarely used pipe
a large one I called the eliminator
a few bowls later cortez put his hands up
barely able to speak .. he slurred
man, I can't smoke any more
damn, i'm so stoned high
feels like i'm fucking flying
he left to drive home .. rosa was in my bed
Copyright @ April 2015
StandingBear
