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When in Charleston you
eat fried pickles
drink cheap and
pass out a
few feet from where you
gave your heart
to an island girl
a girl who wrinkled her nose as
a sign and said she once saw
children
painting the grass red like
my eyes before she
****** the fireball from
my lips and spat it out like tobacco

you look undamaged she said
before she turned my forearm
and licked the scars
as I wondered how chest bones open
and how to give what is already
torn like
communist pamphlets
but she scratched my cheek
leaned her head on my words
I can twist my legs around a branch
and walk on my hands she said
what makes you think I won't walk miles to twist them around you?
Johnny Noiπ Apr 2019
George [sometimes Georgia or Georgina]
raised in a Brazilian favela outside Rio,
growing up too poor to participate but seeing the
nonstop Carnivale culture as it partied endlessly
day on night; deciding to create his own Carnival.

George, picking up his meager belongings; guitar,
mike & speaker & moves to Eastern Europe, &
forming an impromptu band, picking up gigs until
the line-up gels into what would become the Unknowns,
backing female pop singers on tour...

Thomas, raised in the American Midwest & the Inner City
develops wanderlust & moves away from the tragedy-ridden
Police State of America & settles in Eastern Europe, close
to Russia & becomes part of the underground music scene,
hooking up with George in the Unknowns on guitar & bass.

William, coming in soon after the group formed, Williams
overblown concepts bring out the theater in George & the
******* sonic attack of Thomas tearing down the walls.
Joining them is Jose, who following George from the favela
is the only drummer who can bring their sounds together.

— The End —