"yeah, i don't know why they don't legalize this stuff," karsten said. i watched the thick plume of smoke snake up out of his joint and collect at the top of the ceiling "yeah," i said "it's like, can you imagine if they made alcohol illegal again like they should, cuz the stuff is way more lethal than weed" "it is," i said. "i even hate being around people who drink alcohol." "they're scary," i said "they are," karstens added "plus they destroy other people's lives with their shit," i said "yeah," he said "pass me that joint," i said "here you go," he said i inhaled leaned back looked out the window at a tiny wisp of smoke coming out of the chimney of the building across the street "i forgot what we were talking about," karstens said "it's okay," i said "i did, too"
dear LW i like the ending it reminds me of your December 23, 2021 poem Woman arrested for selling adult toys at Santa gathering inkwell smiles silent lotus `
thank you! this was written at coffeeshop johnny in amsterdam. i used to meet in the morning there with a math student from france. we'd share a coffee and a smoke and have great conversations! and he became "karstens" in a series of poems i wrote.
