we're young, should know better, yet seems we do not care
its those days in youththe heater doesn't work
and you have two friends
sleeping on your floor
and we all drink cheap red wine
to make it better or
to simulate
a tainted taste of bohemia
share showers to save water
forget to pay the bills and
drink more red wine instead
smoking cigarettes through the window and wave to strangers in the street
its those days when soon
they could be your friends
and when your priorities
are not quite clear
and then you forget the fear of getting close to fight your broken heater
its dirty laundry
week-old take-out cartoons
empty glasses
in that cold apartment
but its the step by step
knowing that
sooner or later
you'll get the priorities right
its the nights we share my bed
to stay warm for the night
its the nights we wave like crazy to strangers in the street
Poetry by CC
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Written on 2008-02-24 at 20:27
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