Monday, May 10, 2010

Pick-Me-Up

caffeinated sugar rush, a disco scene with heightening glory. a tripping drug making everything lucid. a vampire grin with a bottle of gin. biker boot montage, butterfly nightmares. pick me up, slowly slipping into some under world. motorcycle gangs and flashy girls with all the fixings, ice cream sundae march and a whole lot of bitching. pick me up, slowly slipping into some under world. a fire cracker noise and a umbrella type scenario, a french accent and a super loud stereo. cellphone discharge, bullet proof mind, a collapsable pill driving straight into your world. pick me up, slowly slipping into an under world. transparent clothing, naked to the world - a feverish endorsement you don't dare shake, a quivering ability to take this world and escape. pick me up, slowly slipping into an underworld that is ideally above this world and inspiringly charging at your mind and soul with spears that electrify such times and make it all very very real.

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