Monday, September 13, 2010

Bottoms Up


small town kid with big ambitions, willing to toss a different passenger in the drive for twisted measure. citrus punch, right in the kisser, a million dollar kiss and a soul sale, half priced dreams. gutter love ladder and a strength fuelled with intoxicated smiles. eyes blinking fast, just under the speed of light. moon beams slurping up sleep and pushing bodies to move closer and closer. diamond eyes bought from the quarter machine, bubble gum lips and mouths full of cocaine. dusty glitter hair with choppy senses, incoherent moments of blistering patrons, clacking laughter with impromptu salvation. saving grace from burning buildings, hot and spicy realization and strange fixations with alcoholic penetrations. tipsy moments and cloudy vision, decisions made without thinking, clink to the now and clink to the then, hazy recolitions- bottoms up.


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