Road Notes, Antioch, CA., 4:43AM PDT

Debauchery. Hot tub panties and the clang of swords well on toward dawn. Breathing phantom jasmine and leaping from the water to pick a peach from the bough. Pass the black rum, bite into succulence, pass the black rum, bow to the angel, pass the black rum, spiral and twirl, pass the black rum, float and cavort, float and cavort, kiss the edge of the dawn as she rises like lust in a redhead, kiss the skin of fresh peachflesh, bite into succulence, whisper "Eden" and flick a tear up, up, up to become one with the roiling Pacific fog so close, so many miles away.

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