Winged Wednesday

Score some weed, it makes me fly

Wednesday afternoon, feeling high

2 slow pints of Heineken

I have grown wings by then.

Back to Noley’s, sniff a few lines

So glad to be free from psychiatric confines

Hip hop on the stereo

Can’t stop thinking of Mario.

Fly home I must in good time

For a poetry session being held online

Week 6 of 6 rolls out tonight

I’m filling a book, I just write & write.