Saturday, May 16, 2009

usher

It feels better out here. My head felt like it was spinning there for a while, watching that movie. Too much light and dark. I need a bit of in between out here. Looks like rain tonight. People may walk here but I doubt it. All these cabs, now. If it rains and it’s crowded, I’ll work a few extra hours. Need to get this coat cleaned next week. It smells like musty popcorn. Can’t wait to ditch this uniform and head to the club tonight.

Usher
by Homer Page
1950

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