Buzzed
they’re all copping a high
from nature’s pharmacy
of psychoactive goodies
in a lust to feel other than ordinary
to stimulate
de-stress
spice the routine
alter consciousness
I know the longing
some never partake
some do some
some do more
and some can’t stop
big horn sheep
would leap the tallest building
to get to their favorite lichen dealer
and scrape their gums raw to get it all
then waltz along a sheer cliff face
hallucinating
bees get buzzed
before they get busy
with a shot of locally sourced
caffeine or alcohol
all drunks banned from the hive
reindeer gobble shrooms
then herders drink reindeer pee
and reindeer drink herder’s pee
a gift that keeps giving
so jolly Santa takes long trips
and Rudolph’s always lit
wallabies feast in poppy fields
getting so crazed
they run in wild circles
until they finally crash
smashing the stash
horses get loco
cats nip
birds take a nip
monkeys too
leopards
elephants
ocean dwellers
even Bigfoot maybe
all jacked up
high on some kind of nature
they taught us well
—C Driver
