I put together a found poem with posts I found on a site where people review marijuana strains. Came up with this. Pretty neat to see you can find bits and pieces of sadness pretty much anywhere.
The weight of my limbs
and molasses in my brain
convinced me I was in a lucid dream.
Maybe I’m dreaming right now.
I found myself intently focused-
filled with regret.
Sealed tears through watery eyes,
I try to forget
Pain: melts away instantly,
forgivingly.
It hit me so hard,
I had to look at myself in the mirror
to make sure I was still breathing.