My Meteor - Original Outpouring

I'd rather sail the sky Than a stormy sea Or ride on a rainbow Not some bumpy, blue thing. I could climb a cloud Or move moonbeams But I'd rather blaze the blunt I'm toking on with you I'm the blunt blazer Stoking one for two. Let's see saw on sky scales Or swing off an unanchored star Navigate by nonsense to Where our soaked senses are Saturated more by A milky shroud at night. I better hand on this bong Or I'll inhale it whole. I better hand it on Or I'll inhale a whale song. I took a wee detour Past a flaming meteor She spun me, the shaker Then skewered Leo’s heart Between a creeping crab And a garden raker. Pass the blazing blunt… Doh! Bong… back over here. Go on, pass it here, Some where. How the feral feline Roars with righteous pride, Caught, yet more alive On the inside Out where he remembered How to lose control… And let the good times Go on, roll… another one. Let the good times go Off, and on and on. The lunaverse keeps spinning Cobbed webs of thought Watching us weave Basket faced cases, book Marked in virtual places Beyond where God knows I left that stash It's time to crash my meteor, right? God knows where I left that stash My meteor crashed tonight.