I Love to Write

A Poem to my best friend
( this doesn't make me gay)

To the (Nintendo) paddle hogging miscreant
The dark skinned lover of women

To the faygo drinking, cigarette smoking,
420 sinner

To the black star
Sunday prayer

To the loving father of two beautiful girls
And now a boy

To the memories of stumbling down empty streets with four fingers rum and coke
hidden descretely in fountain drinks

To the only person I ever warmed up to
To the all out partier and keeper of secrets
To the headbanger to bad music


To the good times and losing it all
and breaking dawn
To the only person I ever considered a friend

Here's to the memories of you
and the hope that someday
we can live them again.