Puyallup Narcos

They claim a
Loose little empire
Woven together with
Broken curfews
And worried parents
(In the beginning)

But what night life
Gives way to are the
Vices and devices
To torture those in
The way of whatever
Hit they search for

Living with their
Abusive parents
Hiding their meth
In legendary edition
Halo 3 Master Chief
Helmet, contented

With the threat of
Police finding them
Never manifested
They conive and
Thrive by tricking
Their “friends”

Staying with them
Living with them
Being together
As bf and gf
A title their egoes
Need to survive

But they won’t survive

Not like the narcos
They look up to
They live in the
Run-down small town
Thinking they are
The best around

But they don’t have
A paycheck and live
Off of rainchecks
And IOU’s. Maybe it’s
Best that they are
Thought to be


So they won’t
Bother the rest of

Published by Jake Thomas Shaw

Concerned with memory, currency, and destiny, I strive to capture each one as they happen. Join me and consume reality! Radio Reality. City!

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