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"this damn porch"
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Penix Art Productions this damn porch"
its 12 o'clock
in the morning
no need for sleep
the coolers filled with beer
old mill cause its cheap
we sit in the lawn chairs
talk about this life
mostly we laughed aloud
and fucked around
this damn porch
its cold
and that piss smell
is getting old
but yet we stay
wishing this shit
could go on
for another day
but marriage is done
are wives are at home
waiting for the fun
these pics aren't
enough reminder
the memory's
chase the finder
who knows they saw us all
drunk,being punks
if this is
how we were
then how will we be
i'm hoping no change
buts that's
just me
finally, someone who just writes what they want to, without the needless frills. this is so realistic, and i applaud you for that. too many poets out there churn out so much of an excess of "poetic" words that the meaning is drowned... i'm not saying that poetry can't sound nice, but the hefty words don't fit for every subject... you did this one great.