Splendor in the Grass

The young punks who’ve started to gather after school in the trails near my place – think I’m an idiot. They think I don’t know what they are hiding in the tiny tin box clutched in one of their hands. As I walk past I hear panic laced whispers and I notice a collective stiffening of their lanky malodorous bodies. Fear makes you smell bad. I’m amused they feel the need to hide the fact they’re about to spark a joint OUT IN THE OPEN. Yes, it is true, pot really does make you stupid… until you smoke it… then you are hands down the smartest mofo on the planet