12/12/17
Smooch
A fine place of work it was. Enough action to keep interest high, money enough to thrive, a future to make so. Possibilities and opportunities, people known for years and years. Then the silver, then the lips. A kiss off for the trouble, a smooch for the rest.
Many days. Many. Ready, confident, going along. Tell the stories, crack them up. Draw thoughts from others and encourage wildness....within the confines of respectability and laws, of course. Times, man, times. Removing doubt, predicting, knowing.
To the new age, and far ahead. Catch up to now and you are only way behind. There is no significance anymore. What's done is done, what's past is past.
The lights are still on.
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