we went down
the guns went up
monster swarmed
and darkness blinked

you stung the pain
broken bones mended
but you met the fists
again and again.

I struck the walls
in search of a door
but I hit the bricks
over and over

we slunk to the floor
soul assault covered
clutching bad moods
exhausted and bled

Oh this takes me back to the good ol’days.

When a dime of coke still cost a 20 and pay phones were still a quarter.

When we’d all hang out at Metro, which was still called Dominion, eating no-name Oreos because we’d spent all our money on blow.

It was the late 90′s…

tbc