not usnot us (bar blah blah, christmas 1999.)not us
frame by frame in stilled sepia, we watched them roll up one after another, spilling in off the street cheered unreasonably. seasonal delirium drawn in by the warm, easy evening lights, and the complimentary house whites -
and the close-shaven bleach-teethed boys, sharply suited in similar mirror-imagery,
slickened and endeavouring to exchange cards and fashionably blueprinted exploits.
deep ugliness obscured by embossed lettering and expensive watches.
fondling the serving girls with immaculate hands - a hand on the arm, a paw on the thig
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You were right about the stars: each one is a setting sun.
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You were right about the stars: each one is a setting sun.
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...Only Dead Fish Go With The Flow...
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Think like a wise man but communicate in the language of the people.
the Unknown Artists Project
Anyway, I just wanted to say thanks for the favorite and for stopping by.
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It's only cold when you sleep alone.
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