Thoughts2

I woke up a 5 pm today
It's funny
Most people don't seem to know what am and pm are
Ante Meridiem
Post Meridiem

The neighbors at my friend's house fight a lot
The woman in the house screams about cigarettes a lot
And they yell at "Bobbie" most of the time
Makes it hard to think sometimes
They don't sound like the most intelligent people
I wonder if they know what am and pm is

We smoked a lot yesterday
We smoked everything I had left
A copious amount, that's for sure
Enough to put me in a numb state of mind

The way my thoughts echo while in this state
The kind of thoughts I have
They're gritty
Grungy
Like something you'd read in a public bathroom

"For a good time call xxx-xxx-xxxx"

Last night was beautiful and peaceful
It rained and we left the windows opened
I laid in my friend's room and listened to the rain
I wonder how many nights I'll have like that
In my life

I haven't dreamt since I've been up here
At least, I don't think I have
Really everybody dreams
It's just a matter of whether or not you can recall them

I've seen some very beautiful girls while up here
I wonder how much longer I'll be single
Being single doesn't bother me as much as it used to
Then again, with as much weed as I've smoked
I could just be very apathetic

I want to make love while high

There's a member on this site
I won't call her out
Her poems always manage to turn me on
Her eloquence is beautiful
Execution perfect
She brings the reader right into her bedroom
Lays them down
Makes passionate love
Leaves them wanting more

How can words be so powerful?

I still have the windows opened
It's still raining

I think this trip is what I needed