It’s time its time!
Ripping off whole corners
Dissolving on my tongue
The wait is killing me
Then it comes
Swirls of light
Trails with every breathe
Those tortillas chips
Are a bubbling mess
Here come the birds
The sky turned black
I scream “The Birds”
And Josh only laughs
Then we all travel
To that weird place
And upstairs Ben is
Cutting coke in shapes
Soon enough though
I had to go outside
I rocked and I wailed
I’ll be like this forever
Then it was time to
Go home at 6 am
Mr. Officer was I speeding?
Just a seatbelt violation?
Oh how Joe and I laughed
As we pulled away
In that little Subaru
Going to