Westley Newcomb Poet Imagism

True Story

i had just 3 beers and  was eating some chips
my friends in the front was smoking some  pot
which i didn't want to deal with

the car was getting haze as i was just getting drunk
we were just daze and confuse  and didn't give a duck

we was just looking for a good timebut could walk a straight line
i had to pee but wish i had the time

i just had to stay in one place
the cop knew  we was drunk by looking at our face
he smelled my breath and i had the  beer taste

 so he pulled us out of the car one by one 
he look at us in our eyes and said son ur done

they hand cuff us  and put us in the back 
the only thing was going in my mind  was i need  run 
i need to break away from all of this mess
but i didn't i got scared there was sweat going down my chest.

it all happen just so fast , i closed my eyes one mement
open the next find out im going to a court date and  be righting some check
i just wish this was something u can take away and have it never come back
but thats not how a cop would act ....

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