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| Mar 14th, 2005 05:10 PM | |
| kellychaos |
Pool POOL Sight low, left, CRACK!, puff player as good as his instrument Sight low, step left, squint, take puff of his cigarette Long pull of beer aloofness an asset bar cues an odd arrogance Let the cue-toters earn their pennance in a couple more quarters and a quizzical countenance as they lose ... again He should have asked around a bit before being a shit and the tequila hit. The music morphs from brigh beacons of pastel To a lurching, dark blue Almost tactile in his fingertips Slowing, slowing, slowing His feel and grip and leaving a bad taste in his mouth Shades of bile tone of sleepiness ... good idea Crack of the black Blue is awakened ... taken ... aback House cue in the rack "Dude, you don't look so good. Call you a cab? Save your money next week ... and don't come back ... don't forget your stick." Smirk |
