Aug 25

We can reminisce romance and listen to new albums by the bands we used to listen to together in wavering candlelight, partially stoned, holding tight onto the moment and embedding it forever in a part of memory. We slashed out way into each others pre-frontal lobes. It's nice and spacious in mine, where I've punched out holes... Or is it you burrowing out? Either way, with white powder on fingertips like a light snowfall, a burning sensation in the back of the eyes and the neck becomes sore for fear of disability, lack of movement, lack of flow, destroy the spine and kill all idols, all rockstars destroy themselves, that is the only way to become legendary, must execute guitar spin and the craziest moves possible. Give myself more time before the drum fill in speakers and go for the guitar flip thing. Do it. O.D. on it. My mind wanders through past love and current love. Women and music.