Drinking The Smoke Down Poem by DAVID GERARDINO
Drinking The Smoke Down
drinking the smoke down,
with my 2 empty hands.
ricocheting some new ideas,
as i fly into pink, blue, or green.
wandering into the woods, just
to hear that tree, crash down.
then waiting for the pay off,
and the pay off, , a psych ward,
with mtv, , , , , ,
Thursday, March 15, 2007
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4/19/2024 7:58:26 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Do i hear the sound of magic bells..BONG, BONG, BONG? ! ...LOL! Rock Solid Write, David... F J R