Lying on my back porch
I watch the starts above
A true universal clock
Clogs, sprockets, wheels
Turning, whirling, rotating
I begging losing myself in it
Trying to understand
Find the mysteries within
This wonder I’ve found
When out of no where
Come the voice of my friend
“What the fuck man?”
“Ummm nothing man”
I respond in shock.
“Lets go inside and eat”
Over a plate of food
Cheese, meat, and crackers
I tell him of my experience
Found on the back porch
“I leave you alone for five minutes”
He laughs between words
We finish that marvelous plate
And our glasses that went with
Another night of laughter and cheer
Shared between two brothers
And one of earths little friends
Author notes
Ummm yeah, Fraser and I were talking one night and i just remembered this funny time we had (and yes i know 'drugs are bad' )
Please tell me what you think
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I dont know what to say, why because i am brain dead anyway even though this poem didnt make sense because of my headache it was a nice job..
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