back in the night
we used to go downtown
to drink
and dance. search
for love.
the four or five of us
packed in one car.
dave and josh,
steve and jim acs,
perry.
miller lites in hand.
a few smokers
with their Marlboros.
we would close the joints
down, sweaty and tipsy,
then grab a hot
dog on corner of M
and 19th.
we were full of ourselves.
leather coats
and wide collar shirts.
flared pants
with boots.
we were brothers for those
short fast years,
until life
came along and took us
away. it's still taking us,
farther and farther away.
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