Kind of late, but commotion still plenty here. New Slang is playing.
August 22nd, 2016, 10pm
“I’m looking in on the good life I might be doomed never to find.” I anticipate the end of the song, but it’s reduced to an intermittent whisper.
The laughter and chatter all around me have been persistent. I’m gonna soon have to go home, and just as I’ve been, the exit will be quiet.
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I'm laying out the pages of my poetry book by hand. Old school. Not because I want to, cause I gotta.
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