Living Easy
Gave up the booze,
just smoke dope
anymore.
I like the stuff
the Mexicans grow.
It takes you places,
heaven
sometimes.
The doctor
wrote a prescription,
said it’s a good thing
to have
when you’re medicating
with angels.
A poem by Marci Selva of Sacramento.
Published on 08.16.07
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