Lost Soul Transients

Lost soul transients bathing in sodium street light, drunk on self-loathing and rotgut.  Pimp slapped whores walk a lonely beat while callous pigs cruise by with unforgiving eyes.  Their tusks gleam with arrogant contempt.  Everything swims in darkness, black brick walls casting shadows across slate colored concrete.  Through this world I pass in wonder, seeing these things through an alcoholic lens.  I am home.

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