Author: Smoky Bear PM
more blues... [soapsud rusty]Rated: Fiction T - English - Words: 144 - Reviews: 11 - Favs: 1 - Published: 01-31-07 - id: 2313053
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Sips in the bourbon corner of a
on the red light strip. Feels right at home
in the stench of sweat, blood an' smoke
his purple mood suits him.
Travelling fire inside keeps him
mindful of time but the music's
fine and he's limelight hypnotised.
Black curls spill down skin, caress
Mouth pouts, hips swerve, clothes slip…
he chokes, she burns, she's smouldering.
Swears he's never seen such an effigy of sin.
Likes how she makes him think
that sink-hook killer lightnin' look
… flashes just for him.
Yeah, she'll make you feel
someone… for a hundred dollar bills.
Girl like that's never satisfied
in your misery an' rip out your insides.
(… kinda girl he likes…)
In his mind they're out the door…
headed south down back-bone roads.