Stale white concrete burns, humidity, fans creaking and
grinds like the earth moving.. emptiness, nothingness. Motorbikes which
purr like dragons breathing. Bikes whine their way through lonely road.
Bars, red lights, tar and dirt. The air stings of sweet
spice and sewage. Burning chilli, cracked plastic chairs, a sticky road,
the stench of fish.
Lonely bars. Empty smiles that hide darkness, sadness and pain. Faces
filled with longing and greed. Cracked red lipstick, words deprived of
truth, guttural utterances, shining teeth, jet black hair. Eyes cold.
Flashes of spite, envy and fear. The trickster
ploys. The Cobra awaits.
Folds of blue and red dresses float seductively, convincingly and with
purpose. Countless tattoos freshly scaring the sweet skin of youth.
Sadness looms, green felt tarnished, ripped and brown. Heels shine laced
with cheap diamonds. Mouths moving like broken
records. Repeat. Repeat. Repeat. The words repeat, the worlds infuse.
Cheap love, whores of truth, lies and pain. Guarded hearts and open
legs, lies, flies, odors, chains, pain. Sweet cows breath lined with
honey whiskey. Ice melts, beer glistens and warms.
The night ebbs away. The sun slowly rises.
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