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By Misti Date: 2003 Nov 26 Comment on this Work [[2003.11.26.00.34.15505]] |
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psychedelic ruby sunset and then gazebo alien Snoopy ferris wheel penguin lights and this is the holiday feeling i remember and i am giddy posing for the camera and the mountains are watermelons and we have 7 o'clock reservations for Maria's and Robert Redford wrote the foreword you tell me no more chips and i hate you but the margarita on the rocks blurs the bloody jagged edges and i am happy smoking your cigarettes at the bar even though the bartender is eyeing me with suspicion and you are eyeing me with derision and i help myself to your green chile stew and red chile sauce and order a corona and you hate me and i say is that Degas behind you another word i have mispronounced (degas doesn't rhyme with vegas) and i say vegas is the place for hedonism you disagree and tell me i am talking too loud and i say take me to hasting's for purple rain i want the cd i want it now don't find it find blood on the tracks for sixteen bucks and you say how perfect listen to it drunk and count the memories what memories i say before finding my favorite dr. seuss book for nine bucks but the cashier is an idiot leave empty handed and on the drive home you have paula cole and i have the same old mocking stars that look the same no matter which highway i am on. |