07 - Liam's words
Sunshine blue blue blue skies and summer. Hard concrete. Drunks, bums, hobos and townies. Cross a pass. Stop at lights. Cross a pass. Stop. Work work work. Soap. Coke and rum, then some. Join the drunks, bums and hobos for a tipple. Cares away. Ha ha ha ha. Rugs and jokes. Sunset burnt orange and purple skies. Wobbly wobbles. Dance dance revolution! Drink drink drink. Carnage. More dance dance revolution style. Shots! See a picture, compose it, frame it, snap it.Show, laugh, giggle. Upload, share, distribute. Comment, tag and forward. Repeat to fade. Dance harder, dance better..., sweat, state, water water water. Sceptic onlookers, laughers and haters. Jealous! Gravy curry cheesy chip with garlic mayo...side of kebab? Taxi taxi. Black one. Internal turmoil, this is vooodooo, witchcraft, Tahiti sorcery. Kick the shoes, grab a bucket. Sleep, roll, sleep, sore... head, roll around. Messed up dreams. Messy messy memories. Restless. Water! Wake, sunshine. Photos, pitchers and cocktails. Chips dancing and sore feet. Bruises from hazy behaviour. Obligatory phone calls and texts you can't remember. The shower. Shake some memories. Coke and no rum. Check an email or few: FUCK! WAS THAT ME UP THERE?
