I was so high I had to do something

So I outstretched my bare arms, 

jumped in the air and landed on top of Kilimanjaro

Came back to Earth and made love to Aset, 

on a fragrant mattress of Nag Champa and Collard Greens

I sat on the Ashanti Stool at a platinum table 

and ate barbequed pig feet 

and drank passion fruit Alize in the presence of my enemies

I tore off a piece of Dead Sea scroll, 

so I could roll me another biblical blunt. 

Then I flew up to Heaven, but did not enter.

I put my ear to the sky and listened to God laugh.

I then began to think about regular men who appear similar to me, 

who go to sleep at 11, wake at 7 and go to work from 9 to 5.