thekid_is_back

the booze, that sweet elixir.

soothes the nerves, soothes the soul.

that feeling, sliding down the pipes, warming the belly.
then the fog. blurs the memory. makes it OK.

so many friends, so many miles away.
phones don't do it justice.

maybe i should show up on the front step.

hi.

yeah, hi.
if you ever heard it. you know.


waiting for that newness.
when will you come my sweetheart?

soon?


or not. maybe you're holding out on me.
be a nice change of pace.


again.
i visit this, more twisted than before.

the kid.