To the gods .....

I inhale. The smoke filled my lungs. Theres a burning in my throat.
"Cheap shit", I joked. I passed the joint. He smiled. We laugh.
I lean my head back. Close my eyes. The scent fills the room. I feel the joint upon my lips.
Inhale. My thoughts now swimming, no drowning in my head. Exhale.
I sink into the couch. He smiled. We laugh.
Another hit. Inhale.
I look at the clock, the display is racing off the wall.
Time to head for bed. The room is now spinning.
Seems literal.
Inhale. Am I standing? He smiled. We laugh.
I concentrate on my steps. My feet follow me. The floor is beneath me .. i cant feel a thing.
So simple. He smiled. We laugh.
I fall into the mattress. Inhale.
I can no longer lift my arms. He smiled. We laugh.
"What the hell was in that shit?" He smiled. We laugh.
I hear the echo.
"What the hell was in that shit?"
"What the hell was in that shit?"
"What the hell is in that shit?"
He laughs.
Exhale.
And Im out.