The smoke and the screen gives the dark room

a milky blue haze

and even though you're not home right now,

you're all right,

because you love your people here.

The kush has calmed your anxiety

(but a part of you still wishes that

  SHE would see you and that SHE 

  would sleep next to you tonight.)

Sleep will arrive shortly;

only to be interuppted but cottonmouth.

Ya dirty fuckin stoner.