These Addictions

And so what if I remain addicted?
Aunt Mary is no ordinary confidant,
Even anxiety falls a victim of fear,
Hunger will have a reason for food,
Mind will have a reason not to brood,
Brain becomes basket of creative ideas,
Like the rising sun at dawn,
At daybreak, I wake, make and bake,
Man becomes healthy, happy and hopeful.
Next time I roll a blunt, care to mind your business?

Wildkhard [TA]