Last NightA Poem by Tamika Finley
Last night we got high and went to a show..
Jumped around like we were all hyped on dope.. But it was nice fun for sure.. Woke up wanting to have fun some more.. All positivity radiating through the room.. After party in an abandoned motel room.. People here on coke, xanax, weed, and all kinds of drinks.. We all are just yelling and raging, no energy to think.. It's all hazy and dreamy, the memories.. Nothings in order, thinking "what is happening?" Lost my ticket for some time.. It was in the purse the whole time.. I never got that Blue Moon beer I wanted so badly.. Still though, the events of last night left me happy.. I don't remember too much of last night.. But tonight, can I have another night like last night?
© 2015 Tamika FinleyAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on August 2, 2015 Last Updated on August 2, 2015 AuthorTamika FinleyDetroit, MIAboutI am from Detroit, Michigan but I'll be moving to Florida to start my college experience in the fall. I love to read and write, listen to music, laugh. Sex and the city, Dexter and that 70's show are .. more..Writing
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