My Name is Orange Juice

[Thoughtjotter]

I remember those sugar cubes they gave us for polio vaccinations when I was young. They worked so well I tried them again when I got older, but then I was introduced to gravity and broke a bunch of bones. Even after all the lows and highs I still believe that somewhere in the mix I became aware of my inner intellectual inabilities and set out in search of my true calling, To Become A poet!
It has been a long and winding road avoiding cliches and other poetical pitfalls such as unintelligent rambling about stuff to the point of,,,,,Now where the fuck was I going with this?
Oh, Yea, Good write rowens, solid content, good use of metabolizing and memory!
Fully encouraged,
R T