it was around 1995, Autumn, grey over cast afternoon that of, the sky broods with its dim xerox glow, we are driving to the motel that we made reservations for, calling up with a travel agency, phone books yellow pages, picking up brochures, word of mouth, using maps, with little written annotations, we drove out to the empty single lane roads of tar ribbons that stretch out to the horizon,
pastel prairie grass swayed with the wind of jazz brushes, towering electrical transformers and poles standing sequentialy, wires that hang above the sky with thick undulating wires , Where crows and ravens hang like music notes, lonely abandoned homes, windows caked with dust collecting time on its peeling painted skin of cracks, or with jagged broken teeth, patina stains that drip from the window like crying mascara, I'm reminded of a memory, packed it away hastily like my briefcase,
We rolled the windows down, catching the whiff of an oncoming rain, mix of petrol, grass and dirt, rubber,
I lit a cigarette with the car, take one nice long drag, my love sits on the passenger side holding my hand, in my peripheral vision I watch their hair dance wildly to the wind as well her flannel attire flapping like the herald of a flag just as free as their spirit, we turned to the radio, we got poor reception, unsurprising in the middle of nowhere.
we pop a bunch of CDs, and cassettes to pass time, i remember how boring and slow that drive was, years later but I don't regret it, I miss the slowness of then looking back on it. We
Just wanna make out to some slowdive music on a grey overcast day as the sliver sunlight beams through the curtains on a autumn day, massage your body like a work of finshed clay. where the trees are removed of their leaves. Make out In a graffitied dive bar with under neon red light bulb. hearing the muffled music coming from stage. as your lips let out my name. strapped into a straight jacket. legs spread apart. they sit between my legs with their body close to mine. making contact with my eyes whispering to my ears making wet mouth noises, moans and affirmations. , kissing the nape of my neck and slowly going up to my lips. holding my chin up and tugging my collar. getting drugged up with pills. viagria to stay hard for hours. mind slowly gets into a dream like haze. laughing gas. getting scalped scratched and massaged. they take a puff of a vapor and transfer it to my mouth. they glide and slide their pussy on my hard cock laying flat with the outside of their pussy teasing and edging me on. they fuck with my body as I drift asleep. they press up to me their legs cross tightly behind my body and wrap their arms tightly around me
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