How I Cope

I see

Fragments of the Future
In side particles of dust

As I float...
I see my destiny
unfold

In this Purple Haze of smoke

I tilt my head back
jaw.. somewhat slack

As I rewind my favorite
Jill Scott track

and prop..
2 more pillows behind my back
so I don't choke...
3 ice cubes in my Jack... and
this is how I cope

With days & days of responsibility
Piling & Filing in on top of me

I toke... in the evening
so I can breathe...
cant let this world...
get the best of me...


As I exhale...
I see visions through
the veil

Then I close my eyes
and visualize
Myself riding
A horse that's pale

Deep into the future
I roll on a cloud of smoke...

Supernatural Seeing
Is my believing
When I toke...

Selah.