Sunday, August 19, 2012

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old friends
bonfires
wine and marijuana
clouded overcast sky
no stars or moon to show
there is no meaning to it all
a lonely man
wandering soul
saddened heart
no longer
no purpose
the art and words suffer so

1 comment:

  1. Originally penned in the Fall of 2009, in Florida. Hanging out with old friends, the St. Cloud crew, we used to have bonfire nights at Zack's folk's house out in the country - out in Lithia. From journal book number Three.

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