Don't Rain On My Parade

colours, chaps, rainbows, cheering, music, dancing, sunshine, 30 degrees, sparkles, bubbles, burlesque, crowds, puppies, dykes, bikes, beads, streamers, flags, fags, teens, queens, kids, smiles, mothers, whistles, water guns, hawks, jocks, and cocks!

"does this dick in my mouth make me look gay?"

*switch*

vortex, dancing, shots, spinning, grinning, stripping, laughing, leaning, sweating. sure- pretend you don't enjoy it. ;P

*switch*

reflections. harris, john, rodney, and the teacher who's name i regretfully forget.
.dance. .just move.
comatose ian- lumbering, stripping, slurring, falling. come to the van. it's time for a sleep.

*switch*

looping the streets in a sea of grey fog.
ring. ring. nothing.
"we have a bit of a situation."
ring. ring. nothing.
should've used the child locks?
ring. ring. "where are you"
[somewhere where i don't know where i am...]
"what do you see? don't hang up. talk to me. what is next to you? what is the number? we're coming honey."
loop the blocks. "what was he wearing?" "there are a lot of cops out tonight.."
"don't hang up. talk to me. it's ok. oh thank god, ok, we see you now."
daybreak through the fog.

*switch*

*retch* *dry-heave* "never..... drinkiing..... *spit* ...again"
yes dear. sure. so we'll see you here next weekend?
you just sleep here next to this garbage can.. ok?

*switch*

morning sunshine :)
back to where it all began.
fruit and grease, morning after stories, and headaches all around.