Where The Kind Lives

Through my window they arrive and bath me in lime glowing lightThey get me high as they abduct, I will do as they instructThey look towards their leafy ship, I understand and soon submitTake me awayKind bud kind of makes me coughIn vapor trails of pot exhaustKind bud space craft lifting offTripping out from this spaceweed, blurring starlights whiz by meFlying further through deep space, traveling at cosmic paceVast and nebulous their route, returning to home no doubtFluid voyage to withstand, terrified, we start to landArriving upon this new world, a dense planet of crystal leafed curlsPure sphere of thick vegetation, a highly evolved hemp civilizationFortifications and towers loom chronoliths cloaked in carnivourous flowersMy mind is blow from what I see, extravagant extraterrestrial weedKind BudSpace BongWhere the Kind live, Where the Kind liveWhere they creep, crueltyWhere the Kind live, Where the Kind liveWhere the Kind liveThrough crowded streets I am the herded, briefly my death seems avertedPast onlooking plant-people jeering, but it's where I am headed that I should be fearingToo stoned to attempt an escape but I do understand what awaitsA table of instruments spells out my fate: a specimen to scientifically rape