“What are you smoking?” you ask.
What am I smoking?! Just for fun,
Let’s ask several not entirely
unrelated questions: What’s
your mom smoking? OK, just one.
One more: What aren’t I smoking?
Answer: Everything. I amn’t smoking
everything nor even, as chance
would have it and integrity demands
one confess, anything. I’m vaping
some humidity I distilled into Gerber
jars last time I was at your mom’s.
She asked me what I was smoking
and I answered in kind: her answer?
Clear as Pennsylvania moonlight,
it was, and sharp as reverse syntax:
“Smoking everything, I am.” Sweet
as Virginia ham; thick as an IRS fax.
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