He left his house…and though it was raining like just before a tornado, and spikes of light particles were piercing the hearts of road ghost – his car found its way through the gloom and pale to the driveway of The Orchid Room. Alone in his car, he smoked another cigarette, and made a bet [...]
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11:00pm – Impatient fingers tap invisible scales on a chrome table in the dining room, smoke drifts like a druid in and out of time – a man checks and rechecks his watch – powder is being softened into skin, ten minutes away…
11:30pm – A wife is being forgotten while two people laugh a raspy [...]
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It was to be the big night, the night of angelic questions,
and Champaign and goose bump bubbles – and dancing and
looking into her eyes and melting…
Slim Jim Moran and Kites of Katie Carlyle slipped into a booth,
each with something to say…full of pauses and affected smiles
and yearnings for the night to be completed…in just the [...]
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