Love Poem (#3)

oh, demon Marijuana!
this quadruped with technicolor streams
flying from mouth between
gasps and groans
convulsing asks God for help refused
"you've sinned more than 1,000 men"
polychrome still ejaculates
& he crumples like origami
in the hands of a five year old
even Lennon can't lull him to sleep,
closed eyes accompany explosions
roller coaster canyons
life slow drains he gives in
his body shrivels its for the best