Poem by Chris Bunton
It was a dark night
at the end of the 80s
When we partied like fools,
in a demon filled rage.
Young and dumb and alive forever;
flying down back roads like banshees high.
To a place for a burning pyre.
Around the orange flames
we danced.
Where fights occurred
and rumors spread like STDs.
Do you know what I mean?
Metallica, with Guns and Roses
twisted our minds and banged our heads.
A starry night when my daughter
was conceived, on a pile of leaves.
Someone is puking behind a tree.
Just another party night for me.
But years go by and pains will come,
to destroy the life of old.
To awaken to a new way to be.
Where I’m dead, to the old me.
Bio: Chris Bunton is a writer, poet and blogger from Southern Illinois. He has published in several magazines, and has written a poetry eBook called “Against the Man” and an Addiction Recovery eBook called “Made Free: Overcoming Addiction“ His newest book is called “The Future is Coming” and is a collection of dystopian short stories.
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