these hazy hours

February 4, 2013
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These hazy hours,
dozing off and on in the
company of friends,

surreal six am
bedtime Bob Dylan peace of
knowing we’re alive,

And in the morning
I made the coffee too strong
and we said goodbye

to the sweetness of
a midwinter’s weekend’s dream,
and of growing up.

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Mckay This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Jun. 21, 2013 at 4:59 pm
I don't really get to hang-out that much with my friends. So envisioning what you portray here in this poem for is so enjoyable. I especially like the images of the strong coffee (I'm a coffee person; I think Dr. Drew might invite me to be on his rehab show; too bad it's canceled) and the image of Bob Dylan. I love his music. The images are peaceful. And frienship couldn't be better portrayed than here. 
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