

Bar-Counter Banter.To steady that jittering hand,Bar-Counter Banter.
with one amber drink down the desert tube you call a throat.
While we can coat ourselves in fine plastic masks, for outsider amusement. With the cheap wine dribbling down our chins,
and the foods putrid flesh smells gathered, like green clouds at your shins.
Heated stings of words intended to humiliate the guest of our feast, fine bristled hair, brushes upon your desirable skin. Young fair-fleshed child.
Eyes of blue and rapture stained clothes to adorn a thinning body, arrogant and haughty, destructive seating arrange


Ravish CitySuch a heraldic device for the useless, excuse-less, dress of your bearings. Achievements so unsettling, setting boundaries, the sittings, the drownings. Late-lunch early-dinner risings.Ravish City
Only as village burgeons to town, town to city.
This citys got nothing holding,
Folding our inhibitions. Like one-night-stand numbers. or just origami nothings.
Smokestack release Every rusted hinged-mouthed dream. Blaspheme. Simplistic. Just as phonetic as it seems.
Up righted disks to plough the fields wher
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<3Lizzie~Banana
Hey Mojan, Remember me?
<3
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life is uncertain... eat dessert first!
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