clandestine captainsA Poem by Joe Barone
and sometimes
we act reckless and careless because maybe that is how we truly feel and how we want to treat ourselves. we drink and we smoke cigarettes filter and all we wake in strange houses party with strange people ingest strange things. that make us see things and feel funny and that make us laugh uncontrollably we smoke things that provide another reality we snort things that widen our eyes and we perspire we laugh, and then touch each other enjoying the sensations we drink and vomit wherever in the house, outside in a car's interior. in a dark parking lot behind a convenience store we drive anywhere, all over just to get away with these things. we don't tell others about it, too often. and when we do we are seen as criminals scum horrifying things going nowhere yet we are moving in our minds our lives. and what we do helps and expands it all it is seen clearly by ourselves. we can't remember it all yet we have seen it all in ourselves by ourselves or with others. they know what to do, how to act how to speak what to say, and to whom and then we acquire again, again, again against.
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1 Review Added on November 15, 2013 Last Updated on November 15, 2013 AuthorJoe Baronebrick, NJAboutjust an averag e20 year old, working, schooling, handling life. writing is a passion and a therapy for me. i love my friends, [most] of my family, life, and all the small things in between :) more..Writing
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