Pristine alcohol-soaked afternoon,
Vernal rebirth in the air.
Sitting by the dam, fishing without
Intent to harm.
Eating premade liquor store
Drinking quarts of Bud we bought
With our last seven bucks.
Brother is I and I is he.
On this sojourn of big ideas and dreams,
Together, seeking to float away…
Into the warmth of our memories’ sun.
© JD Clapp