Drunken love at 1am.
C2H5OH stains the living room couches, cups and lips.
A lap dance, the Superman logo and Horror video games serve as a decrescendo to a night of
pre-calculus and chemistry.
but I only came for the music. For the electromagnetic rhythms & blues (group psychology). you know? the hips and hops.
the sun rose at 11:45am and
A curly haired, caped banjo man, who whispered THC and reckless abandon, told me of the Story of how a drunk driver collided with father time. The conflict ended with a permanent scratch, but rest assured the clock wins.