I sang her a song
before she left
she didn’t think I cared
she rolled the
indica up
and left
the blunt wrap on
the floor
and didn’t
light
anything
up
she
left
me
like
an
empty
can of paint she never
went back
for
more
she knew
the
stars
that
we’re
made
she
knew
how they stars and fallout from
the
moon
this
way
she
created
shit
that
couldn’t stop
spawning
I
tried
to
cover
my exit
with
kush clouds
I’m hidden
between
the
kush
planets
there’s
your flame
where’s your flame
it’s gonna disappear
the lights never going anywhere
though neither these
dead rabbits on the floor
resurrection by the ride on the
Ferris wheel
I...