Back Road

Old Days Are Gone Poem by Chris Bunton Down the deserted back roadHand me another beer.We plan to be free, you and me,and bask in the blazing sun. Is that a cop?No, we can keep being free.See, that lake is full of fish,that’s another place to camp. Go this way, not that way,I know aContinue reading “Back Road”

Friends Gone Away

A Recovery Poem by Chris Bunton I still dream of my friends,The ones I used to know.The ones passed away,The ones still at home. I miss my friends,But I don’t miss the pain.The shady lies,And back dealing shame. Never knowing who to trust,Or which one would betray.Wondering who would be there,And who would throw meContinue reading “Friends Gone Away”