take a hit and pass it on
pass and hit hand to lips, hand to lips
and watch the smoke rise into the vent
watch it swirl up, making its way into the sky
where it will mix with the air above us
watch the people, eyes like zombies
watch the chemical creation of the living dead
for some, it does not create
for those who touch lips to rolling papers and experience fits of spastic heartbeat
frozen in the state of panic enclosed in the alternate reality of disaster
catastrophe
memories.
we create fire, so let it burn, baby
let it seep into your lungs
an unwanted visitor on the inside
a wanted visitor in the time of things
so if you want to let it burn, baby
let it burn.
but remember zombies aren't meant to walk the Earth
or at least not the one we live in.