spice and all things nice
tonight tasted like...
one of the best safest places in the front seat of emily's stationwagon with a best friend and a boyfriend sandwich, where it's plinking like a good luck coin and slinking like catching minnows in fishnets.
one of the best excitingest places is talking about seeing his artwork on walls like those where the fauxpseudo artistes ponder it and mixing lime and ginger and coconut and chocolate in your mouth to taste like neon lights that pronounce thai, to discover someone's backwards life and their cabaret singers.
one of the best gorgeousest places is tossing your hair into fat stripper poles because you know they're hand-in-hand behind you, laughing.
one of the best flattest places is dancing like mailbox linedancing gone drunk and rhythm-less in a street corner lighted in stares where watching them dance is like watching yourself meet again.
one of the best tired places is standing like the end of a movie.
one of the best safest places in the front seat of emily's stationwagon with a best friend and a boyfriend sandwich, where it's plinking like a good luck coin and slinking like catching minnows in fishnets.
one of the best excitingest places is talking about seeing his artwork on walls like those where the fauxpseudo artistes ponder it and mixing lime and ginger and coconut and chocolate in your mouth to taste like neon lights that pronounce thai, to discover someone's backwards life and their cabaret singers.
one of the best gorgeousest places is tossing your hair into fat stripper poles because you know they're hand-in-hand behind you, laughing.
one of the best flattest places is dancing like mailbox linedancing gone drunk and rhythm-less in a street corner lighted in stares where watching them dance is like watching yourself meet again.
one of the best tired places is standing like the end of a movie.