Addiction
I’m sitting with my friends
I can’t breathe
I’m fighting for air
I got to remember inhale and exhale
They look at me with worried expressions when my face starts to turn bright red
I still can’t breathe
I have an addiction to laughing,
Laughing high, low, long, short, uncontrollably, laughing until my hearts content
Tattoo
“Do you do Tattoos?” asked a young man
“Yes, I do.” Said an older man that owned the tattoo shop “You want a tattoo?” “Trying to look like a man?”
The young man shuffled his feet, looked down and said “yes, sir” with embarrassment.
“Well, then come on in here lad.” Said the older man.