karma or calmer?
1
my money
funding
organised crime
said the red faced
politician
selling arms
to Al-Saud.
i buy
skunk weed.
deemed illegal –
a feeble law.
2
i hop on a plane
in an hour
Amsterdam
Airport Schiphol
then a train
to the main
and first stop off –
(420)
my favorite
coffee shop.
frankincense
wades through the air
brothers and sisters
smoking pot…
hey –
can i help you there?
she presents me
the menu.
coffee, herbal teas
and marijuana –
the marijuana
makes me karma.
3
i won’t be greedy
i’ll take two
a gram of AK
and Stardog
throw in a cup
of mocha too
how is England?
she asks.
what can i say
sister?
not much change
it’s strange,
every time
i want to purchase
i run the gauntlet
sweating it –
an ounce
of weed in my pocket
hoping the police
don’t pounce
under
this circumstance
i can’t even smoke
in peace….
but here i am
fair and free
the government
collects revenue
she smiles –
hands me the mocha
thank you
i hand back
the menu
sifting through
for a table
to sit and
set to roll –
Another Poem by Skendong: Herbless Pursuit: 42nd Street Antics in Manhattan’s Heart
🙂
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