for some reason they wanted to come to my house afterwards
i didnt want anyone coming over to my dumb house
so mc brown opened up his loft to all the drunkards he knew
and we made it over to mccarther park which is closer to silverlake
than people were giving it credit for being and look at that view
and thats just a tiny tiny part of it and there were two types of absinthe
and great tunes and marc brown and the whalens and kate and
where were you when os jumped outside the window to get closer
to the light side of the moon as if he hadnt seen it before as if it was saying
can i be invited i have some white powdery substance and we said no thanks
we're staightedge but do you have some cheese. os had his sleeves rolled up
which meant business and from the photos that ive seen on marc browns web site
they stayed up till at least the dawns early light if not later than that.
but i like the night. i like the cover of blackness. i like the escuse of the lunie
i like that people are asleep and unaware and blind, like now, like here, like there.

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