MAZE

Uh, Poem time. There is no rhyme (HA) or reason for this.


Summer nights. Long days.

Watching bum fights in a drugged haze.

What do you do when the sun comes out?

Leave your house and soak in the rays

Go on an adventure

Eat a bag of lays

Dip them in cheese

You know this is just a phase.

Twenty somethings floating through life

Hanging with a girl that’s nice

Brand new pair of J’s

Phone, keys, wallet, knife.

We’re all in this maze.

 

 

via Daily Prompt: Maze

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