Free Fall Poem by Jonny Brackney

last night
i watched my brother
with some girls
in the water.
he told me to join them,
but i felt too old to bother.

I began to think of better days
of pretty girls, and lakes.
'you're young, so young'
they gave me that excuse.
now I'm not allowed to use it
yet I'm finding, I stll do.
I just want to ride with girls
in fancy cars
bought by their fathers.
sleep inside their parents house
get drunk, and sneek around.

i don't want to have to care
about anything
at all.

no religion.
no profession.

just a breeze
from the fall.