Card and Paper

Cluttered up coffee table,

Vague backing tunes to accompany the conversation,

We’ve gone off trail,

Distract myself by rustling through some bits of card and paper.

Cluttered up coffee table,

Too loud in here, too many peeps too many fables,

A strong urge to bail,

Distract myself by rustling through some bits of card and paper,

Why can’t I take some pieces from what I love and keep them?

I always roll the whole stash up and smoke it til I’m sick,

These comforts only put me off once I’ve had way too much,

But I am always looking for that card and paper,