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Barfly 2

Space
Space
Space
Space
Space
Space
Space
(Listening to Gay Bar Electric 6)
 
And in certain bars
You just showed up for the
Ambience but..
You become a cradle for when you need to
Take your head off after hours and
Set it into the throttle: strangulation body of
Giants making a planetary fable out of  
Dreamy eyed skin and high-rise groin like
Drinks staring down muted aisles:  
Storage space colors that worked;
Acting upon its own narrow gauged heart  
Closing in on the walls of indignity to rectify
Feral ways strickened: diseased insanity with the  
Constable faces from that southern shaft
Easing into designated checkpoints
Computing some fan speed for  
Snow corners in the bar’s eye controlling
How and when that silence from finite,
Unrequited spaces can fucking come again.
 
(Told that story about the ole chap we accidental bumped; He’s uh old guardish- huge, bald, Gaelic tartan kilt and we weren’t exactly short stopping; (late 20s: a kid to him I know I heard through the grapevine its offense when you call them that, so young adults) could’ve filled in as a labor spy: long and hard, side cornrows, leather bustier with the sides cut out, tight jeans, (always covered in a biker jacket until destination reached) 5 inch leather boots on top of bam...Tried to console him but he had a fucking fit..”she touched me” x3 he said it so, they came over to diffuse the situation *slapped on the outer thigh with the saber light; keep moving. Embarrassed.)
Written by Nari (Laura Jean)
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