CONSUMPTION BY NO STRETCH by Ryan Narcekimmy smiled wanly, lipping a cig.
'i suppose we should hold hands; my hands hold up pretty well...'
bobby was tac tacking
'i'm adventurous and spontaneous. plus, i think booze helps.'
tac tac tac
her finger wagging the air feebly,
'i suppose we should close the curtains; i have a body like the Reichstag....'
a glob of snot spat out into the wastebasket.
one ace twitch of the nostril.
'before or after it burned?'
shrill pap pap paps of her giggle.
snot goobers like ballast on the airship.
'Scotch?’
the miles of leg under that dress;
irish, and built like a fucking cannon.
03/08/2002 Posted on 05/13/2011 Copyright © 2024 Ryan Narce
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