Lunch By The Water
Dreams of Red
Posts: 203
---26January2006; Fort Lauderdale, Floridia.---
A Newcastle rests on a table marked with drips of white paint spillage,
As the waitress stocks her tables with ash-trays and salt and pepper -shakers,
The sun blares infinite questions upon the bootlegger's pier-landing,
For an alcoholic to ponder before Death.
A Newcastle rests on a table marked with drips of white paint spillage,
As the waitress stocks her tables with ash-trays and salt and pepper -shakers,
The sun blares infinite questions upon the bootlegger's pier-landing,
For an alcoholic to ponder before Death.
i'm a thief... and a liar...
see Ed's church?--he's breathing fire.....
see Ed's church?--he's breathing fire.....
Post edited by Unknown User on
0
Comments
see Ed's church?--he's breathing fire.....
see Ed's church?--he's breathing fire.....
he doesnt want U to know this but i saw him try to take a photo of his beer and he kicked the table and spilled his beer all over his metaphysical book and notebook and even got some on his buddy's official copy of MSG-July8..
so don't tell anyone okay...?
You Bastard! seriously FAH-Q!
i'll be at the beach drowning in my embarassment...
see Ed's church?--he's breathing fire.....