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Here I sit on my bed, drinking Ansac cognac and smoking a Swisher blunt.
It is hard for me to sleep when I work this late at night.
My body severely aches from the hard, low paying work I do.
My mental pains constantly fight to keep me awake tonight.


Silently, I think to myself as I slowly bring the blunt to my lips.
‘There must be some other kind of work that I can do.’
The smoke invades the cavities of my lungs to bring me to euphoria.
I continue to struggle to think of where I can find a hustle or two.


I take a long hard draw from the pencil thick fresh brown blunt.
Puffs of aromatic smoke rises slowly in the air and spreads around the scent.
Waves of an unexplainable somethingness completely encompass my mind.
After just five drags from the purple Cush blunt, I am completely bent.


Slowly, I put the barely smoked blunt out in the ashtray on the bedside table.
‘Anyone that thinks this God given plant should be illegal is absolutely insane.’
The effects of the earthly plant has soothed my mind and eased my pain.
I finished the rest of the Ansac and lie across my bed and drifted off to sleep again.
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Ansac cognac and a Purple Kush Blunt - poetic statement

Contributed by Nabahood23 on Thursday, 25th June 2009 @ 06:48:25 AM in AEST
Topic: fictional




Here I sit on my bed, drinking Ansac cognac and smoking a Swisher blunt.
It is hard for me to sleep when I work this late at night.
My body severely aches from the hard, low paying work I do.
My mental pains constantly fight to keep me awake tonight.


Silently, I think to myself as I slowly bring the blunt to my lips.
‘There must be some other kind of work that I can do.’
The smoke invades the cavities of my lungs to bring me to euphoria.
I continue to struggle to think of where I can find a hustle or two.


I take a long hard draw from the pencil thick fresh brown blunt.
Puffs of aromatic smoke rises slowly in the air and spreads around the scent.
Waves of an unexplainable somethingness completely encompass my mind.
After just five drags from the purple Cush blunt, I am completely bent.


Slowly, I put the barely smoked blunt out in the ashtray on the bedside table.
‘Anyone that thinks this God given plant should be illegal is absolutely insane.’
The effects of the earthly plant has soothed my mind and eased my pain.
I finished the rest of the Ansac and lie across my bed and drifted off to sleep again.




Copyright © Nabahood23 ... [ 2009-06-25 06:48:25]
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Re: Ansac cognac and a Purple Kush Blunt - poetic statement (User Rating: 1 )
by ATG on Thursday, 25th June 2009 @ 07:41:07 AM AEST
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Haha I remember those days. I agree marijuana shouldnt really be illegal. People should really have the choice, if anything alchole should be illegal and it isnt. But about the poem. Simple and oddly relaxing. Peace


Re: Ansac cognac and a Purple Kush Blunt - poetic statement (User Rating: 1 )
by iodinelove on Thursday, 25th June 2009 @ 10:19:13 AM AEST
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Where as I agree that marijuana should be legalized, it isn't actually that effective medicinally. It's best use is to relieve the ocular pressure in Glaucoma patients; however, there are eye drops that work much better.


Re: Ansac cognac and a Purple Kush Blunt - poetic statement (User Rating: 1 )
by Scribbles on Thursday, 25th June 2009 @ 05:56:36 PM AEST
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A cool poem although very subjective. Obviously written when you were straight. Try writing similar after a smoke, it would be interesting to see if there was much difference.




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