the paper curled (early 1990's)

the paper curled
around the
marijuana

little leaves spilled
out the ends

if you stood it on end
it looked like
highwater jeans with dark socks

my childhood anathemy
death on the blacktop
highwaters

now just high
with bongwater

escape
I still enjoy punching someone
if I feel that they
find me inferior

it makes me high
just like the
marijuana
rolled up in the
papaer

i'll smoke the fucker too

good night.