happy hour
I felt like stepping out
but didn’t want to drink alone
so I texted Tommy to give me a call
but my phone lay silent
goddamn son-of-a-bitch
I powered up my new HDTV
but nothing was on
so I turned it off
and checked my phone again
nada – nothing – zip
I paged through my contacts
and speed dialed Randy
then Billy and then Reggie G
but nobody picked up
I walked into the kitchen
and opened the refrigerator
but I had forgotten to replace
the lamp and couldn’t see shit
but I reached in anyway
june two thousand thirteen
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all rights reserved
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goddamn son-of-a-bitch!
Yeah me and George Thorogood!
Cool – who needs ’em anyway !! 😉
haha – you got that right Steve!
Loved this one! 🙂
Thanks, Greg, so glad you did! 😀
No problem, it really struck a chord 🙂
Today felt like this
oh my haven’t visited this poem probably since writing it…I hope you get to feeling not so lonely sooner than later
Thank you…the evening looks promising