Closing Time

AI Art, art, Poetry 1 Minute

It is closing time

I have no more time

And the potent moonshine

Nearly gone isn’t fine

The sun has been gone

It went for a long run

What a freaking bum

This freaking sun.

So the moonshine is gone,

The sun is on the run,

And vampires are no fun,

So I am headed home son,

Don’t wait up you bum.
A Hernandez 2 22 2024

Published by Art Hernandez

I was Born in Cuba, December 6, 1965. Granted political refuge, my family and I fled to Madrid, Spain, where my twin sisters, Gloria and Jackie, were born. We then migrated to the United States, Cincinnati, Ohio, where my brother, Jimmy, was born . We moved to Tampa, Florida, where I had a poem published in the annual school poetry book at Alexander Elementary. I graduated high school in 1984; afterwhich, I went to Tampa Technical for two years and received an A.S. Degree in Computer Engineering Technology. My publishing credits include short stories online at The Wandering Troll, A Writer's Choice, Science Fiction & Fantasy World, Deathgrip, and Aphelion. I am married to a lovely lady, her name is Donna; she's blessed me with three children (Nikita, Melissa, and Nicholas). And my children have so far blessed me with two beautiful grandchildren Parker and Zoe. My hobbies include reading, writing, sports, and computers.

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