Just a Matter of Time

Everybody knows you're stoned,
and it's not just the paranoia.
You're not kidding anybody,
you know.
You never have.

The way your neighbor waves
as you drive past.
She knows.

The way the gal in Git N Go smiles
as she carefully counts out your change.
She knows.

The guy in the car across from you at the intersection,
the way he motions for you to go.
He knows.

That guy just now at the recycle center,
the way you had to shuffle step around each other
when nobody knows where the other guy is going.
Yeah. He knows.

Especially your wife and kids.
Oh yeah, they know.
And if you think really hard
it's pretty obvious why,
for all of these years,
they've been willing to ignore it.

We've always known it,
even when you've been straight.
Even before you ever started getting high,
we knew it.
You can tell.
You can tell that you're a stoner.
Just waiting.
It's only a matter of time.


for Rachel