if i slip my hands down her pants, will we slip into a new romance? at the liquor store, i come back for two more. three times, then twenty lines. secret drinkers lead secret lives; killing time. i was the one who came down from the mountain. after hours, you were pushing henry outside. he wanted to take walks. you wanted to make strides. i caught you drinking forties when you lit up in police lights; that heavy shower. i was making soup of insides. he wanted two more lines. double lives. i guess you tried. catching colors, secret thinkers, think undercover. guess you lied, and your brother. secret drinkers lead secret lives. catching colors. two times: a pisser or kisser. a case dismisser in separate filters. secret lives: two bloodshot eyes. i kiss her, convince her to stay the night; stay on my side. two secrets. secret drinker in secret life on daddy's side thinks half the time. thinks half the time. a stand-up guy of appalachian highs in mother’s eyes could do no wrong, could never die.
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