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[sid] => 166457
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => drop off- part 1
[time] => 2011-06-02 22:41:40
[hometext] => do i pick it up and run with it,or do I delete?
[bodytext] => Friend of a friend was a DJ on the decks on a Friday night in Southport riding in the back of his mates escort dreaming big , wanting to make it out of the small things he had kinda makes you sad. but he couldn't pay his bills...allegedly, so he swills and swells in the canal... or, so says his pal. as I sit across, smoking strange stuff and laughing when I’m meaning to sound concerned roach burn. Ouch! Always gaffing I cough and nearly choke his pal looks at me and freaks the cheek, but I’m too tired to act So I retract, and stay intact. then I look down for the remainder of the roach sitting in the coach....... and horses. Waiting in this unfamiliar place, for a ride. eventually, whilst not listening to the easy listening tunes a middle aged man comes into the room looking round in consciously subdued frantic confusion in his lee jeans, shouting out my name without saying anything, insane. I get up, and nearly fall over tonight’s a roll over, at least for us drop off about to happen trying to look normal so I beckon him over, he looks nervous I offer him the roach, says he can't be careless eight points on his license and he doesn't take too well the last time he touched the stuff his ankles started to swell I accept his excuse, hang loose, and we alight as he drives his cab with me and my new pal into the night a tiny worry, first only slightly, hits things are moving downstairs, underpants in bits it's about to happen..... [comments] => 1 [counter] => 130 [topic] => 31 [informant] => poeticjestix [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => StoryPoetry )
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