I'm thankful for the food I eat,
Thankful for the sun,
Thankful for the cushioned seat
On which I rest my bum.

I'm thankful for the drugs I take
And thankful for my dreams.
I'm thankful for the millèd paper
On which I write in reams.

I'm thankful for the breath I draw
But smoke a cig or two.
I'm thankful for imaginings
I have of me and you.

I'm lonely and I'm thankful
And I'm zoned off aderall.
I musn't go to sleep until
I finish Cabell Hall.
I musn't go to sleep until
I'm through with Cabell Hall.

Alexander ran
From Pakistan
All the way to Babylon.

Babylon spread
Her gold godhead
Across the water
Like Marathon.

What unfinished business
On the Indus's West
Did Philip's son leave
For the US to test?

On a Mountain Path

Oh Dust! Scintillating Brilliant Dust!
I miss the dust misting on my skin.
Dry the throat and hair and thoughts!
Sprinkle me to bake in the oven of open day!
Remind me of the cleanliness of clear water!
Arise from off the trodden floor!
Surf the fickle breeze!
Transcend the trampling under foot!
Oh Dust! We will dance and embrace when I come home.

The title of this thing is a mystery
Because there's only one sonnet in it.
So what's the deal calling it Stoner
Sonnets? It has a nice ring to it.

Most people don't know what a sonnet is
Anyway. For example, is this one?
So far there are more or less ten beats per
Line, but that's not important. What's important
Is that there are 14 lines in all, I think.
I've got five lines left, would you like a rhyme?
Perhaps a riddle? Ok, what goes on
Four feet in the morn--No, that one's old.

Not much room. "Never spit on a joint that's
Lit." Phew. Now what about the rest of it?