A Running Commentary on Me, by me, When I Was High One Evening (poem) by Ed Matlack on AuthorsDen

A Running Commentary on Me, by me, When I Was High One Evening
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some poetry, some assinine behaviour, but thats me, what can I say?!

A RUNNING COMMENTARY ON ME, by me, WHEN I WAS HIGH ONE EVENING� Ok, so you caught me when I am high again� Now that we are past that hurdle, geez I feel the urge to hurdle, J Or maybe better yet, some sugar, some soda, some candy� After that, some salty type of munchie, then to bed to die of reflux, just dandy� Its not my fault, my neighbor twisted my arm, all 5 ft, 2 of him, forced me to smoke that nasty stuff , Shotgun he called it, now how would this angel, me know what he meant, J What was I talking about? Oh I hate it when the mind goes, what a terrible thing to taste� So how do you like me so far, I am a happy druggie when I get high, I don�t drive, like this I just sit, Sometimes, especially when I am sitting I am also on the throne, yep taking a shit�J Hey, why does it have to be that you�re so far away from me, I need some help, I dropped my soda, If I bend down to pick it up, not only will I fall over, but when I come up I will look like yoda� Okay enough for this silly rendition of �how the High guy thinks�, let me end it here, Before you mayhaps think I am doing this in the blink and just trying to get attention, I guess I should have in some way possible, told you about this, should have been mentioned� � ed � 4/13/04

Reviewed by Ch'erie de Perrot

Reviewed on April 14, 2004

Duchess wants a word with Rufuz, Doggie Talk!

;)
DP and Willow

Reviewed by A. Sperry

lol I don't know if you've ever seen True Romance but there's a part in it that Brad Pitt plays as a stoner, and reading this, all I could picture in my head was him sitting there in his jamaican striped nit hat and long hair laughing at nothing.

Reviewed by Robert Blackwell (Reader)

So, THAT explains it...I thought something had died. Not enough incense in the world to take THAT aroma away; you need a new throne room.

Ed, we need to talk; your diet is very, VERY toxic! Geez!!

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Omg.....happy days are here again!!

You made me laugh....but hey drugs kill Okay!!

And I don't want dead friend....just happy ones!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Al Terego (Reader)

Reviewed on April 13, 2004

Ed, a man after my own heart, I am high right now too.Bet you don't get much of a commentary on tHis one? Either way, it is a good one, I liked it, enough to read and reread it several times, it almost has a philosophical quality to it. Good write, Al

Now that we are past that hurdle, geez I feel the urge to hurdle, J