Max Friends Poem by S. I. Rednow

Max Friends



Its chilly outdoors
The kids wanting s'mores
I'm so restless
I don't take the car

I jog to the mall
In hoodie and all
While a cruiser
Moves in from afar

It follows so long
I fear something's wrong
Then it blocks me
I can't even walk

This cop yelling freeze
And get on your knees
Since you're running
We just need to talk

He fears my attack
I'm cuffed in the back
Then he tests me
With wheres and what fors

'Just out getting snacks
For my Nate and your Max
I'm your neighbor
Just over two doors'

Wednesday, October 8, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: social
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S. I. Rednow

S. I. Rednow

Swindon, England
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