This poem by Spencer Wang ’19 was selected for publication by the Live Poets Society of New Jersey as a Topical Winner in their American High School Students “My World” edition. Congratulations, Spencer.
Happy Hour Starts at Nine
He spits on the lawn
Wishing that it spat back at him
Stomping out an unlit cigarette.
The church is open
It’s pews abandoned
His bottle sits alone.
He once believed in god.
He checks his pocket
Crumpled dollars
He checked his pocket
An empty wallet.
Spare some change
will you
for a man down on his luck?
God believed in him.
The dial tone
From a pay phone rings
He likes the sound
He just can’t seem to recall the number.
I did too