high in the sky

by Wanda Morrow Clevenger

 

my card arrived

at last so we

stopped in

at the pot

dispensary

 

hippy music

they used to call it

teemed

March Madness

screeched silently

on the big screen

 

water and coffee

around the corner

and free snacks

in a basket

 

after keying me in

the associate asked

if I was nervous

and was elated

that I wasn’t

 

she explained

how the stuff

worked with

my internal works

 

she seemed a tad

jubilant, more so

than the others

 

but the patients

coming and going

were definitely high

high in the sky

 

I paid cash and

was keyed out