Poem: Bottled Recollections

Tossing beer cans into the canal
Not worrying about the consequences
As young and reckless as we were
Watching the water rush by
Talking about our adventures
Women who we had been with
Times we should have died
Since we last talked

Just as the water flows to the ocean
Our conversation drifts back
To when we were younger
Than we are now with real beards
Jobs and responsibilities
To times when we had neither
School boys doing school boy things

Another sip of beer to forget
The burden of adulthood
And those days we can’t get back

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