James Trotter

Rookie (August 4,1994- / Newport, AR)

The Wave - Poem by James Trotter

On the couch
Wafting in the fumes of 190 proofs
The tooter was in hand
We all did a line
Then watched traffic on main street
To the right, a bucket filled with beer bottles and cigarettes
To the left, porch of horny and high teenagers
Later we sat around a fire in the backyard bickering
'Let's do another! '
All were in agreement

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Poem Submitted: Friday, August 10, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, August 11, 2012


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