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Mar 2020
Beer and wine

***** and ***

tequila round the bend

don't plan on hurting anyone

the streets looking for the boots, the feet

hey your face!  angel of gothic trance of the evening, where you headed?

do a disco two way and then blow a kiss to the lamp post

thirsty as can be, a few twenties at the side

chewing cinnamon gum, wals-a-do a top the cobblestone end of march

seeded in ***** **** tight-witted noisy blasphemous youth

edited two times so professor lets a quick C, won't argue the bill

the congressman, green stamp

switch to the left, with a marker pen

tag the newstand, Who made who?  check it,

chuck an empty bottle down the alleyway

ha-ha!  OH alive is this mind!  Lifted to the stars!  

wrap arms around the holsterd moon, from huntington beach up to long beach, through downtown where the staring eyes meet the hemp

roam and reel and Holy!  you have NECTAR!

beer and wine,

***** and ***

a drop of tequila

couldn't hurt anyone
Sean Patrick Armstrong
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Sean Patrick Armstrong  28/M/Los Angeles
(28/M/Los Angeles)   
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