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At the Olde Absinthe

Member since 2002 · Posted 6 Sep 2002 · Edited 6 Sep 2002 · 10 comments

Leaning over a beaten copper rail Seeking solace Sipping at an amber draft Legal here, unlike the namesake Elbows continuing the carving of marble Worn into soft wells Over years of distraction Wearied escape Wondering what the whitish elixir, Tinged an evil green As seen in that Manet Would distill in me

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[n/a] Lenore 6-Sep-02/11:41 AM Reply

Wonders of wormwood my dear.

[10] horus8 6-Sep-02/11:41 AM Reply

this is the bamboo that impaled my palm outside of the brig yesterday in venice beach..that's why i'm soaking my hand in a saucer full of peroxide....i'm getting worse and worse at walking the straightline for johnie....but fuck that guy any way....sawoff.horsepill.butane.cornish-hen. 10/10!e

[10] horus8 6-Sep-02/6:03 PM Reply

did you edit? or do you not want votes?

[n/a] Limness 7-Sep-02/6:55 AM Reply

i edited. votes are nice. vote early, vote often?

[6] beakism 7-Sep-02/2:49 PM Reply

there's a gay pub down the road, you know.

[8] Christof 11-Sep-02/8:40 AM Reply

Next time you're in Britain, you can get the real thing. And I tell you, it makes things weird. And friend of mine broke his leg in two places falling over a blade of grass having drunk absinthe, while it made me almost burn down a bar in Prague. Freaky, aniseedy, makes your eyes beady.

[n/a] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 11-Sep-02/9:23 AM Reply

This poeme is dandy.

[n/a] Limness › -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 11-Sep-02/10:40 AM Reply

Thank you.

[7] heroditus 21-Sep-02/7:01 AM Reply

Absinthe makes the heart glow longer

[10] cobalt 1-Jan-03/11:02 PM Reply

did you ever find out?