Treasure Island

sandy nobody

(midwest, usa)

A Drink and A Smoke


drink beer
fire a joint
so whats
your point?

all alone
you see
no 1 here
to bother me

relax and enjoy
a smoke and a drink
so quietly now
i can think

Submitted: Friday, February 09, 2007
Edited: Tuesday, January 11, 2011

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  • Michael Gonos (8/7/2007 12:33:00 PM)

    lOVE THIS POEM. CAPTURES PERFECTLY WHAT WE ALL FEEL ON OCCASSION. AS USUAL, GOOD WORK FROM SANDY (Report) Reply

  • Jim Foulk (2/10/2007 5:06:00 PM)

    i will write this very quietly, so you can sleep a little longer, nice write, truely different from the other stuff you have done. (Report) Reply

  • Alison Smith (2/9/2007 10:17:00 PM)

    Shhh... Ill creep away dont want to disturb you chance to some down time on your own.... nice little write....

    Alison (Report) Reply

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