i was at the bank
waiting in line
Jen was sitting on a bench outside
reading the New Yorker
waiting on me
since she was my ride
my mom walked thru the door
and gave me a check
the check was cut around the edges
and i worried that the bank teller
would not accept the check for deposit
as i zigzag thru the endless lines
i felt the lump on my shoulder blade
growing to the size of a golf ball
i finally got to the front
and the teller was giving me lip
about how i didn't fill out the proper forms
and that is how my dream went but
the exact details are a little too much
to write here on the WWW.
2 comments:
Some people say you cant Beat the weather here; I say they just haven't found the right weapon yet.
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the next weapon is/are enhanced driver licenses. washington state is trying it out. hmmmmmm...
its soooo beautiful outside.
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