Cannabis Rex

When this passover has passed
Will we be happy that we had it?
Will we still steer clear of pioneer
And go back to dancing at the rabbit?

I have no idea how this will all iron out
And I’m preparing myself for it to not

But then I had a mystical morning
And by noon I was no one at all--
We’ve never been so beautiful!
But you don’t want to see me this way

We went wakeboarding as kids out in a channel in the stick marsh
Oblivious to what I now think of as an alligator death march
But it’s just how we did it down in south Florida
I can still dig that part

‘Cause now I’m a bridesmaid in houndstooth
And Death’s looking flushed in the flowers of Vishnu
And each new day’s charms tangled up in his multiple arms
Getting used to the idea of thе farm life
Feeling alright about her choices
Making cat-likе contented noises
Sweating out the poisons

So I project positive vibes to the honeymooning couple
My cosmic consciousness is crammed inside my cheap carry-on duffle bag and I don’t think it will fit in the overhead