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whats up world.
i had a pretty alright night.
walked the streets of absecon, a bottle of my uncle jimmy bean in my back pocket.
roamed my old haunt, opened the door to my mind, behind me i locked it.
absecon.
i ended up at the bulkhead through drunken eyes i peeped it.
watched the bay drift by.
hunched over trying to snatch minnows out of the bay time ticked by, engrossed in my task on my stomach i lie.
recalled a time less complicated.
relished in my imagination for a moment or two, so long ago it seems archaic.
transdental meditation. for happiness i faked it.
i was disturbed by the harsh realities of life.
and also by an old baymen throwing me a line. in my furrowed brow he sensed strife.
intrigued he asked, whats the fact jack?
i ran the half mile home in twenty seconds flat.
my sad attempt at poetry. take it or leave it.
i had a pretty alright night.
walked the streets of absecon, a bottle of my uncle jimmy bean in my back pocket.
roamed my old haunt, opened the door to my mind, behind me i locked it.
absecon.
i ended up at the bulkhead through drunken eyes i peeped it.
watched the bay drift by.
hunched over trying to snatch minnows out of the bay time ticked by, engrossed in my task on my stomach i lie.
recalled a time less complicated.
relished in my imagination for a moment or two, so long ago it seems archaic.
transdental meditation. for happiness i faked it.
i was disturbed by the harsh realities of life.
and also by an old baymen throwing me a line. in my furrowed brow he sensed strife.
intrigued he asked, whats the fact jack?
i ran the half mile home in twenty seconds flat.
my sad attempt at poetry. take it or leave it.