| tallboy strides by unaware i spy disappears into the slut i follow tallboy hovers above the fray at the bar i see him as he sees me tallboy sits low on a stool he rolls his own whispers his story in my ear i drink it down inhale the smoke with my tallboy i can only see one eye (the other sees another) is it brown or is it green? tallboy talks on his lips move i think to take his bottom lip between my teeth enough shut up already take me to your truck |