Thursday, October 4, 2012

marijuana- a pithing

Smoke invades through my closet, it fills up the bathroom, it lingers in the hall, be it 7am or a few minutes before tomorrow- midweek.

It is a nuisance. -Lice. 

My head is made unacceptably thicker from the smell in the air. 

Call the cops. Slaughter, as cattle, by severing the spinal cord. 
If only. If only. Magari.