When we shuffle off

When we shuffle off
To our little castaway corner
We sit down, cross-legged or so
He packs the bowl
I green it
I bathe the bud in firelight
It glows
Red with the fire of all passion
The same passion it saps from our lives
From my life.
Numbed, we disperse, adventuring,
drinking, partying, flirting,
thinking, reflecting, apprehensing,
thinking.
As we inhale, we exhale.
All the love, the friendships,
The trust, the comfort,
Sacrificing the world to dumb down
And mellow out,
To feel good
And to just not care a
bout
anything