´Mary-Jane´

 

Mary-jane,mary-jane,what do i gain from your

sweet ,but yielding breath. Its as intoxicating as

meth.Almost sweeter than death.

One more toke,and life exists less,as a joke.

Just a little more;swallow me in your sweet embrace.

Mary-jane,mary-jane,you cause me such pain,which

you feign no knowing of.

You leave my life still flowing,akin to the flotsam and jetsam that

gets washed up,on all the worlds ocean shores.

The longer we entwine.A larger number of doors appear.

This did not leave me reassured.For i felt ignored.Despite

being over-doored,even floored.

Mary-jane,mary-jane,you send me off like a crazy kaleidoscopic-

spinning top.Brightly coloured mirrors,leading to paths

of an alternative and nefarious nature.

Another day floats past my swimming bowl eyes.

No flies here,as i lie down for a moment of ordinary reflection,

there never seems a reasonable explanation to what i feel,

What´s the deal with that?

Mary-jane,mary-jane,you lead me on like an

omnipresent/malicious daisy chain.

I feel forever linked to you.

Even at times jinxed by you.