Home Sweet Home


I was drinking rot gut beer

i am in a dingy sleeping room

splattered paint on the wall

one light just a bare bulb

the floor had years of filth

fleas jumping all over me

roaches running on the walls

the smell of wet sock in the air

rats ate the wires

bare wires exposed

roof was about to collape

down the hall we all shared

a bathroom , water

continual drip. drip, drip

the smell of pot smoke in

the air please help me

i gotta get out of this

place.

Home Sweet Home

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I love my guitar, poetry, reading, writing, living life on the edge, Don't worry their no strangers here just strange people, Be sure to let me know you stop bye and let your hair down. Grab some coffee and hope you enjoy.
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