'Friday Night at the Drake Bar and Grill'
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fractured nicotine air shatters like a rock on a window frame
serrated edges of a foggy vodka guillotine cut her throat wide open
musikal fingers slide across the guy's cheek,
bloody red drops of her fall and float like clouds in his drink.
'1:13 am, 1022 Horner Crescent, Apt. 509'
"God found in sticky folds, communion with latex and lubricant
swollen lips swallow me whole
leaving scuffed sneakers untied on the bathroom floor."
'Saturday Morning- After'
Strobe light batteries die -
A match strikes his retina -
Her tongue tastes like Drano.
"Imperious, choleric, irascible, extreme in everything, with a dissolute imagination the like of which has never been seen... there you have me in a nutshell, and kill me again or take me as I am, for I shall not change."
From his Last Will & Testament, Marquis de Sade