Al Stone and the 22 Caliber Meltdown
...long after a full moon
had thrown its arms around the sky
I stood with Al Stone
ignoring the futility in our lives
adolescence gave way to manhood
or so we like to believe
our ideology stifle...
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Categories:
marijuana cigarette, black african american,
Form: Free verse
I Am Alone
...The sound of birds
Resound like musical rhyming words
Melodic tunes
Sung throughout the late afternoon
Do those birds know what they do?
Would the still sing if they knew?
I am alone
As the su...
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Categories:
marijuana cigarette, angst, sadme,
Form: Rhyme