I want to wait like
a star does in the day time,
I want to eat
chicken wings and think of the real thing,
I dream of alcohol
and get no beer for my feelings;
Feelings are not a
precursor to acquiring material things,
If so, I’d be legal.
I have poetry and
see all there is,
I left drugs and the
culture somewhat,
Only to acquired a
new drug culture,
Medicated does mean
legal,
And I am legal to
most illegals.
By: Brandy Ruiz
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