Even With A Prescription Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

As I sat nestled amongst the weeds,
I remember how high I use to get.
But these days I have grown to have allergies.
And coughing to sneeze with just one puff,
Disturbs me much.

Just knowing what I use to do to sneak,
To please me quietly...
Has now been legalized on many city streets.
And even with a prescription from a doctor,
This stuff I can no longer touch.

Although it is everywhere.
And within reach.