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Daylight waste-ings
An extra hour of bar time brought curses to this town. Now at home a bottle to put down. Earlier, as ass hats yelling "Pussy!" to the beloved bouncer as they scurry out the door. Others...fuck heads, puking silently on the floor. Do they realize that "fall back" is for the clocks and not for the ground...or that Ed Hardy makes a bro easier to be ( Read more... ) -
The 7-11 Files
Walking to the nearest corner store for an overpriced pack of cigarettes, he stumbled forward on a familiar path. He had been this way before. As he came to the gas station, the early morning freight of beer was being unloaded off the semi. He passed the two men, not younger than himself; he stumbled on in for a pack of camels and a scratch ( Read more... ) -
Pizza and the elusive soda. pt 1
As he walked away with the two pizzas, the only regret of that evening was the absence of the free two liter bottle of orange soda...forever lossed but not forgotten. He had forgotten it. The chicken bacon and ranch/extra cheese, held no comfort. The hawaiian/extra canadian was missing something...(pineapple, perhaps). Street side high school ( Read more... ) -
These Shoes?
It is the apocalypse and I'm staring at my shoes. The wind, the sunrise, the future...I know that they are there, hovering on the horizon but instead? My shoes. These dilapidated, weathered, stained, tired, old shoes that have been neglected and only now I acknowledge them...here at the end. These shoes. Them and those short cuts and the ( Read more... ) -
Guns and Great Expectations.
Early morning of day four in the new year and it is looking quite promising...and its been a damn good day. Worthless hungover feel with a soft opening guitar solo caressed the stale smell of a new year bender. Unaware of most but open and ready to go to hell and bring some of them bastards along, it was time to shoot some guns. We drove to the ( Read more... ) -
The epileptic slide.
We're getting there folks. Somewhere here, without fear, many a beer, and (fingers crossed) in the clear...but dear...we ain't too near. Its not so bad here in the middle. It's comfortable, the rent is cheap and the neighbors don't care when I fall-a-sleep with Back To The Future playing on the old television when i'm sittin'...and the volume is ( Read more... ) -
one, two , three?
The afternoon of solitude turned into one, two...then three, and the only interaction was the short six and a half hours of listening to the space heater. How many movies can you watch in a day. I've done twenty-two in the last three days. I need an assignment. Feel free to do so.
What goes on?
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2 L-8 4 a 40.
...and the Jay-Z song was on and we entered bat country and all I felt like was to plagiarize and break the rules. Spelling and copyrights were out the window. It wasn't far to 7-11 but it was close to 1:59 so it was 2 L-8 4 a 40. Spending the end of the night in the corner of the end of the bar would only end in knights cornering me in the ( Read more... ) -
"Sugar"...Things have changed.
Oh, how nice it was to be young, worry-free, quick to heal from injuries and scars. The transition into young-adulthood has been far too fast and fleeting. Scars seem to loiter and the worries, they taunt you like the lingering pimples that used to refuse to fade. The routine that I have unwittingly fallen into has now turned into a pit of ( Read more... ) -
lines
these lines mean nothing without context ( Read more... )