168. For a liminal time only

[locksmithy]

October 19, 2010 (tues., 2nd to last busk, pre-bday errands)

Suspicious moodiness surrounding
The mailbox, our names blown away
Like last year's paper black cat

Turns out Ticketmaster's ruined the surprise
Left admiring glass vices in asenine mall
Purgatorio, like airport nausea

Erranding and birthdaying just don't go
But busking avec manservant'll do
A fever evening in cloak and foils

i can't believe i saw pink haired young'uns
Buying grams of "legal green"
Or that for a moment we were those people
Using the ER to get a diagnosis, poor enough

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