Beyond late
Rolling up the road
I realized two things
One: the party was obviously still leaping
Two: I'd have to back out the long ass curvy driveway
Not smooth like that 30 year-old brandy,
though it certainly softened the ride
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I love this poem.
ReplyDeleteI love how you read it...the way I wrote it.
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