Mary Jane Poem by Emmanuel Stone

Mary Jane



A little bud of Mary Jane
Would be all I need to free
My mind from complication
And from woe.
The sweet smelling smoke burning
Within my virgin lungs
Making me cough and
Opening my mind,
Destroying worldly costs and causes
And bringing the ethereal dream to me,
At least for a little while.

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