Rodger postures alone by himself under a cover of clouds at sometime in the late afternoon in a large grass field in a bog. Behind Rodger in the grass field are boglands before a distant thicket of trees. Rodger has a blunt of green. “I burn green,” says Rodger lighting the blunt of green huffing a cloud of white smog. Rodger has another blunt of green he lights then positions the next blunt in his hand holding the blunt to burn out in the open bog field. Rodger holds the other passing blunt up in his hand slowly burning into embers at bog winds.

Rodger: I am holding in my hand a blunt of green burning itself out in the wind. Green is used to feel good. This blunt is for everyone who wanted to burn green or would have wanted to burn green to feel good. Here their right to have green is getting burned. Their rights matter. By right for those who did not get green, or would have wanted to burn green, this blunt is for you. All we are is blunts in the wind.

Then Rodger sings, “all we are is blunts in the wiinnds.”

Rodger: All we are is blunts in the wind.

This article is in, Legal Green 2027.