so, as a parting shot.......
one night, i walked into the galaxy.......
this karaoke joint acrossed from union jacks.....
a place that some of the old school sg crawled out of........
this schitzy latin queeny fag in pj's and bare feet storms in the door while im saying hi to the waitresses and crew.......
one of em says........get the fuck out of here, i already kicked ya out once.........
he continued to do hiss "purpose"......
darting around........
looking at the floor........
searching.......
intent and fucused.......
manic......
then as he searched the floor, he found my feet........
looked me in the eyes......
excuse me sir........
hmmmmm....
continues........
then flies towards the door.......
like daffy duck........
woohoo........woohoo.....
then bolts straight across the street without looking.........
four lanes of shade and unconscious.....
eyes closed........
we look at each other..........thinking.....hmmm....
strange....
then forget the moment.......
five minutes later, i see people looking out the window....
i step over to look........
there is some guy........
in the middle of the street.......
with a jacket laying in the middle of the street.....
wait..........
thats not a jacket at his feet........
i run out to the middle of the street........
silence in four lanes.......
and look down to see little drips of blood......
from the nose.....
from the mouth.....
from the ears.....
from the eyes......
that looked two directions......
like the legs and arms that did the impossible.....
the stance of gone........
real as dead........
temporary everything......
and it all is........
excuse me sir.....
excuse me sir.....
excuse me sir.......
im done.......
sg was something that served at one point
and there have been some people......
but its has become few........
and the few are golden.....
long after the time i shouldve, it is time.....
may may be better than march........
change...........
for better or worse.......
motion......
break the cycles.....
all of em......
some easier than others.......
some dart around looking.....
in traffic......
ski bunnies......
suicide......
one night, i walked into the galaxy.......
this karaoke joint acrossed from union jacks.....
a place that some of the old school sg crawled out of........
this schitzy latin queeny fag in pj's and bare feet storms in the door while im saying hi to the waitresses and crew.......
one of em says........get the fuck out of here, i already kicked ya out once.........
he continued to do hiss "purpose"......
darting around........
looking at the floor........
searching.......
intent and fucused.......
manic......
then as he searched the floor, he found my feet........
looked me in the eyes......
excuse me sir........
hmmmmm....
continues........
then flies towards the door.......
like daffy duck........
woohoo........woohoo.....
then bolts straight across the street without looking.........
four lanes of shade and unconscious.....
eyes closed........
we look at each other..........thinking.....hmmm....
strange....
then forget the moment.......
five minutes later, i see people looking out the window....
i step over to look........
there is some guy........
in the middle of the street.......
with a jacket laying in the middle of the street.....
wait..........
thats not a jacket at his feet........
i run out to the middle of the street........
silence in four lanes.......
and look down to see little drips of blood......
from the nose.....
from the mouth.....
from the ears.....
from the eyes......
that looked two directions......
like the legs and arms that did the impossible.....
the stance of gone........
real as dead........
temporary everything......
and it all is........
excuse me sir.....
excuse me sir.....
excuse me sir.......
im done.......
sg was something that served at one point
and there have been some people......
but its has become few........
and the few are golden.....
long after the time i shouldve, it is time.....
may may be better than march........
change...........
for better or worse.......
motion......
break the cycles.....
all of em......
some easier than others.......
some dart around looking.....
in traffic......
ski bunnies......
suicide......
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