The sun dips

and hips begin to move in the wake of the sun. smokey chambers meant for the young of heart will gather the spirits that thwart the morning mediocrity.

In the city of lights only bright at night.

In flight from the morning gloom of daylight.

Costumes of painted eyes and twisting thighs in skinny jeans. It means but a moment. A minutes worth of an hour,

cold showers to follow.

Swallow what you can of this space filled with friends.

These smokey illusions that make you laugh.

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