we sit
lined on a couch
toes tapping
fingers wrapping
that next blunt up
eyes flick open and
shut
each of us
curled up on the hardwood
floors of our brains
we strain to see the other
but it is all brick and wet concrete
and i dont like people peeping
in my windows
anyway
the time it takes to get
roll and spark the next one
leaves me sucking harder every time
trying to get higher
obtain that fifteen minutes
of oh
ok
i get it now
i am sure my boy aesthete
knows what i am talking about
that moment where you think
it could all be ok
right before realizing
it cant
so anyway
when i come down again
i am sleepy eyed
and spied on as i climb
stairs that will take me
up and out of here
into the night air
the rain
my car
which will take me
to that place i reside
for now
my body will drop into bed
i will dream away
the dark
and awake with the need
to do it all again
A contest entry
- Intoxicated by Hell In Harmony.
3500 points, ended November 18, 2008, 27 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
-
trying to get higher
obtain that fifteen minutes
of oh
ok
i get it now
love that part
knows what i am talking about
that moment where you think
it could all be ok
right before realizing
it cant
and that...
my body will drop into bed
i will dream away
the dark
and awake with the need
to do it all again
great ending.....
-
I hear that
Adding your comment:
