A tango of sorts.
“I already walked out the door,”
said Joel chuckling with
glazed donut hole mouths
eating the ink by the second.
-
The pen barely touched the paper
making surfaces thinner
and blinding eyes
go forward.
-
Finn and his gang
stormed up Harbor
East streets wasting
no time to tune.
-
The short tales
fell from the tap
just like he said
they would.
He laid in bed with thoughtless
thoughts of playing baritone
instead of tenor
or just something to keep warm.
-
Plum wine bit the three
piece nigiri on the dance floor
but the night didnt end with ginger
this time around.
-
His phone was stuck
searching for signal
in the middle of Baltimore
which made it forbidden bait.
-
Sugar flew over his
wrong shoulder
pushing great luck on
worse moving pictures.
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The ending happened in the
second act before
our hero could-
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