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And the Road Begins?

Mornings are dreadful time in life unless waking beside gorgeous woman hopefully a not married one husbans can be such a downer. And when ya wake to a warm beautiful creature by your side. And the first thought that comes to your mind is i wonder whats for breakfest. Then ya probaly cant read the menu to start with and desserve to have a oversized weight lifter re arrange your ribs. Im a southern man once means several things non of which means im normal. And this morning finds my yerning for a trip and widespread mischief. My amigo had vanished after are trip south of the boarder I remember saying to myself as i watched him running naked across the dessert being chased by the flying monkeys he was surley seeing after his consumption of a foreign substance There goes a fine american. I would have ran after him but but i didnt want thoose things to turn there attention to me I herd they had a thing for southern actscents. And theres nothing worse than a bunch of horney flying monkeys trust me Ive delt with this problem befor. and being it was happy hour i knew my slightly insane amigo would understand in all his naked glory. Besides I left him some sneakers and a sixpack. And kept his credit card for safe keeping. Naked men have no place to keep credit cards and I figured he was in no state to handle money. So as i sit behind the wheel ready to to get lost in the madness of fast food and the ant hill of insanity that is wall mart i turn my thoughts to vegas. For where would a lost nude slightly insane person run to and feel at home. I had turn the music up to drown out the sound of whoever was in the trunk. I figured if i had put sombody in there in a drunken moment. It had to be for a good reason. And so with slightly hungover mindset are road begins. and so with that do the games also. And i figured hanging around with a cops wife wasnt the smartest idea. That and im allergic to bullets. My muse and 16 year old spirtiual advisor had phoned me to say that. I probaly needed to Invest in the spirt of Jack Daniels today. And hey she had went to church more than once so who was I to argue. With a five five spitfire by the name of tinker. so with A unknown companion in the trunk not helping my hangover i was off to the races Untill next time kiddies. Adios and im off to find my amigo.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 10/18/2009 2:39:00 PM
me friend me irish brother we will raise our glasses and drink our pints till we fall down.
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Date: 9/29/2009 9:32:00 AM
thank you for the laugh. your friggin insane john lol. but hey i dont know if i could say no to mr, john daniells xD .... i love this funny one. xoxo Rain. P.s. do us a favor, stay allergic to bullets ^^
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Date: 9/29/2009 4:38:00 AM
Thank you for sharing your humorous side with us today John. Splendid writing my friend. Love, Carol
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Date: 9/28/2009 1:56:00 PM
I sent you mail John.
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Date: 9/28/2009 6:56:00 AM
an interesting tale you tell cant stop laughing on this one. thanks you for the adventure.............love always kate
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Date: 9/28/2009 6:35:00 AM
this sweet story made me smile,and you invested in the spirit of Jack Daniels--HHHAAHHA,i love this poem,funny indeedand you figured you shouldnt hang around witjh a cops wife cos you re allergic to bullets:),thanks for making my day a nice one with this excellent write,to my fav-Charma
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