Poetry motion.

here's a poem about
killing the habit of smoking marijuana.


Ms. Cannabis

Stare into my cornea, I want to see more of ya
Mary Jane's my secret, hotter than Victoria
hug me kiss me never leave me lonely
whisper that you love me ever night I'm toking
no choking cause you would never tell a lie
and you keep your love tattooed beneath my eyes
the crowd tells me stop saying "you can do better!"
I dont listen in cause i know that we're forever
my beautiful woman dressed in her green
without you my life is but a dream
wake and bake I await my fate
will you be my date? please paint my face.
I want everyone to know that I love you
put a light in the bowl then I go and fuck you
so heavy you tell me breathe slowly
I can only manage the words "baby control me"
never said I wouldn't kiss you, that was the old me
you say its a cold night "will you please roll me?"
missing my sweetie every time that I swish her
feeling riped up every time that I kiss her
starting with the lip, working to the tongue
takes off her clothes, my body goes numb
all I ever breathe is her developing cloud
we better let it go before the cops find out
she says "since when are you afraid of the authority?
do you feel unsafe, or are you just bored of me?"
you know what fuck it all our days are done
she hands me the bullets, delivers me the gun
takes me to a desert, giving me the eagle
baby I can't do it your love knows no equal
takes the pistol out my hand, points it to her head
crying purple tears, Ms. Cannabis is dead.