Do your drugs, and sip them with lips. Stick them like a wad of tobacco between your teeth and gums. Then smash your gums hard against your teeth. Now shake and pump your head to the round techno thump. Dancing (movement that accelerates and jolts in sync with the pulse. I guess). It’s another memory worth having, yet places you further from paying car insurance on time. …. fucking hell. Back up and see the “big picture”. Rules and expectations. Who made them anyway? Nobody that danced. That’s for sure.

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