DAVID GERARDINO - PLASTIC BULLETS

He said his only talent was prostitution,
and his manic episodes took him to the
very edge, then he would look down, test
the wind, and freefall into this black hole,
made for folks just like him.
she said its just like vaudeville skits, with
fake hair, fake lips, and fake skin, and her
mind would wonder to and fro, then in the
black hole she danced.

DAVID GERARDINO

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