Strangers on the Strip exchange glances while they nightdream of Lady Luck and her fortuitous presence: A Ferrari lifestyle on a Ford budget, An life preserver from the rip currents of debt, Overnight love and a $50 wedding, DeSadian levels of lust. College kids pose for digital approval as the Strip continues to crack its … Continue reading Neon Nightlife
Sway across the dance floor in hi top Converse and a matching black dress, mic in your left hand, too beautiful for my own good. Thoughts speeding through my head like tourists on the Autobahn, drunk on infatuation. Make me forget all of the bullshit, the years of circular nothingness and back-alley backstabbing by a … Continue reading Hi Tops
Heavy-headed, like an anchor plummetting into the depths of the Saturday Blues. You are the sunken treasure, the wreckage in the sand. I ignore the warnings like a Sunday prayer and dive deep, drowning in the obvious.
Oh! You pretty thing, carefree yet scared, Ready to kick the past in the balls and roller skate across the boardwalk of the future. Bury those bigots deep into the closet where you were locked away, afraid to face your truth. Spit in the eyes of those fools and let them see that you've really … Continue reading Moonage Monkey
Brain won't rest. Mental marathon runner. Meds are on holiday, double-digit doses due by next week. Alcohol provides the spins and a limp whiskey dick that nobody wants anyway. Drugs deprive you of sleep, which is already a delicacy in itself. Second chances. Third chances. Seven, eight, nine chances. Reruns of the same shitty show … Continue reading ‘Nother Round