tuesdayA Poem by Joe Kwak
we slammed drinks
in a half lit bar on the Tuesday night, we called our Friday. no one danced, it wasn’t that sort of scene. the drinks went down better without music without noise. you couldn’t see out into the world " no window. all you could imagine is this to be your truth, and your happiness. © 2012 Joe Kwak |
StatsAuthorJoe KwakWest Chester, PAAboutI write poetry. It deals mostly with drugs, sex, women, and booze. Some other vices may be themed. more..Writing
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