8.20.2008
comet bar
The place is dripping with class. I left there one night and some crazy half dressed lady down the street was yelling at me. The street was dark except for a single light hanging from a wire that ran diagonally across the intersection of 2 streets. She was in the middle of the road underneath the light, shuffling in my direction. I made anonymous love to her underneath that light. I took her right there - there on the broken asphalt...under the hum of a single burning streetlight. And then, like two ships passing in the night, we went our separate ways. Her to the abandoned building across the street, me to my car. I had a case to crack...she had crack to freebase.
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2 comments:
I think that woman was me. we need to talk.
Dad?
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