Inhale

An ourcast with a lit blunt
blowing closely near her eyes.
Blindsided by the things she can't see
so she breathes.

Gave up sex,
picked up the habit
of inhaling some some drug
that will shed some years off of me.
Allow me to feel older
then my kin.

I inhale still.
Since I am not getting one
I settle for the older.
The way sex makes me feel
I concur the boosting of my ego
is not what it is does.
It balances out my hyper mood
makes me feel mellow.

Attempting to allow me to consider
your high
I come undone
Not ready though I to
need to give this part of my life up.
Don't want to need it like I use to need sex.

So I smoke for the last time
Breathing it in well.