the adventures of mash pit and james

finding that last poem and a satisfying day with one of my favorite buds has motivated me to give it another shot and try my hand at poetry once again.

just what i needed

this is us never skipping a beat

back on the beach

where i found God in three genuine friends and your guitar

cleaner than my teeth WHITE with a sparkle in the smile

just the two of us

touching on our recent troubles

and the more unrecent but ample memories that define our friendship

BLUE crystal gems found deep in a cave

picking up each others' sentences

dropped in conversations with strangers that don't belong in "us"

but are amused by our inside jokes whose origins are sometimes unknown

even to me and you

sun-dried tomato RED in the heat of summer

i fill you in on all the things i've kept tucked away

and you tell me that you're proud of me

i needed that

oil slick Barrabas hair BLACK

and it's just the two of us

while the other two are halfway around the world

making the differences we expected them to make

but we pick up right where we left off

SILVER

never skipping a beat