The Hit
I was sitting at a party, talking amongst some friends.
I smelled a funny odor and thus my story begins.
Someone passed a pipe to me, the start of when I smoked.
Expanding both my lungs, I then began to choke.
The expansion went on forever and didn’t seem to stop.
My larynx and my windpipe, I swore that they would pop.
I think I coughed up lung and part of my kidney too.
Then there was last night’s dinner, the part I did not chew.
The coughing went on forever, then my eyes began to bleed .
“Someone dial 911!” is what I began to plead.
I jumped up off my chair and staggered toward the door.
I heard a muffled voice say,
“Hey, man, don’t you want some more?”
The overwhelming feeling of expelling what I took.
My body went into overdrive with a pasty, oatmeal look.
Reaching for the doorknob, my vision not quite right.
With the weight of my whole body, I pushed with all my might.
The door, it did not budge. With a scream, I rammed again.
I almost broke the hinges, then I realized it opens in.
I finally made it out, the fresh air would bring me back.
I inhaled deeply, then looked up, and I tripped on a tiny crack.
Gravity pulled me slowly; it felt like time just froze.
But when I hit the sidewalk, what shattered was my nose.
My blood it squirted everywhere, I think I broke my cheek.
I can’t wait for this to end, maybe I’ll lay here till next week.
With voices in my head and that incessant ringing sound
I had to move my body. I was sinking in the ground.
I got up off the pavement and staggered in the street.
I never saw that pickup truck that slammed me to concrete.
I know my eyes were closed after everything went black.
They stayed that way until someone slapped me on the back.
My eyes they slowly opened, I’m in the same place that I was.
I never even left the house, I must have freaked out from my buzz.
I’m still sitting in my chair, dazed and a bit confused.
Everyone is staring. They are laughing and quite amused.
I sat there all hunched over. Down my chin was drooling spit.
I heard that muffled voice again,
“Hey, dude, do you want another hit?”
I cleaned saliva from my face. Now my sight is very clear.
I turned to him and said…”Nah, I think I’ll stick to beer!”
