Nostalgia by Scott Simmons

I sat alone in my car for a few moments in complete silence.

As my cigarette already said everything I had to.

I remembered the dirty jokes and dumb shit I did with my friends.

And getting stoned on different drugs at high school.

All of the words I always wished I said to her and Liz.

Glimpses of a mother I never really knew.

And I fondly recalled all the anarchy that gave me freedom.

Now like my cigarette butt those memories were extinguished. 

Before I began my walk around the park.

Scott Simmons is a poet, humorist, and artist of debatable quality from Houston Texas. He is also the editor of the Dope Fiend Daily and enjoys reading your submissions as little as possible.

His work has been featured in places such as The Rye Whiskey Review, Fearless, HST, Daune's Poetree, The Black Shamrock, The Anti-Heroin chic, and Under The Bleachers.

In addition to his creative "career" he is also a professional asshole