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stoner sonnet

i am wondering how
qualified i am, as i’m
whisked away to the
army base, where i

grill sausages and big
dogs all day in front of
the px.  the sun stays on

my eyes the whole time,

no matter where i move
the umbrella. but that’s
astral projection, or per
haps, time travel. i

tried to suggest that
i’m not really qualified.