A friend let me crash at their place tonight <br /> <br />so I take a peak at their laptop and play around on the internet <br />tonight <br />no back against a hard cold dumpster for me tonight <br />tonight <br />I get to sleep next <br /> <br />to <br /> <br />a <br /> <br />space <br /> <br />heater <br />one of those dangerous wall <br />ones that might set you on fire <br />but better than them cold hard dumpsters the gutter punk kids <br />like me live around <br />(Am I still a punk kid at 37? Damn.) <br /> <br />I like sleeping indoors <br /> <br />used to have my own place with <br />a girlfriend <br />but she got tired of me forgetting to do the dishes <br />and she'd find those little maggot shells everywhere <br /> <br />Man this friend is a cool kat <br />and she's got all sorts of nudie pictures of herself <br /> <br />in <br />her <br />My Pictures <br />folder she said <br /> <br />'I don't mind you looking at' <br /> <br />I guess she's an exhibitionist or something <br /> <br />Life is good and warm tonight <br />and I guess that's good enough right?<br /><br />Smack Thompson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-night-6/
