spcasm's Blog

A certain  back   dock   in Oldtown is a  catch-all  for kids.....and also the graffiti that follows with the young and restless........

He stepped off the precipice of civilized humanity into the free fall of unadulterated  animal  lust.......

everything is illuminated

08-01-08    author [s]  unknown

So it is one of our  beautiful Colorado moonlight nights and believe me, the  'vampires'  are out in full force by another Oldtown  busy  bar....

As I scooted home from 7-11  there were some nice lookin legs in heels  slowly kicking away, knees crossed, as i looked further the  girl was a guy  dressed in drag - if that is the proper name, well a rather rough looking face, if don't say so myself....whatever trips your trigger, except someone would have to be pretty tripped out and drunk to fall for that gag.

A ways up in the 7-11 parking lot was the man  lying prone by his knapsack, a brother to this other drag person by the texture of their unnaturally thin hair, dirty fingernails, dirtier clothing and pretty layed out  lookin as if he was very tired and worn, I wondered why he didn't seek the shelter of the alley, as opposed to  lying there where someone could easily pull into the parking lot where he was choosing to rest for a bit. Reporting to the on duty manager a transient person was  'loitering'...."No," he replied, to my request that he look out and simply said: "---we'll  see  if he moves along on his own."

With that attitude the world would indeed go on by recklessly and carelessly making one wonder  what our world is coming too?

Then the line to the  more famous bar popular to the college students looked like  another  wherewith  to  beset upon by the  local [?]  hookers .....young ladies with those six inch skirts and not much else for  shirts lined up to fend for the best looking  guys who seemed more appropriately dressed, or  perhaps was i just having a  'wish i were younger moment'  But the guys looked much better to me than the girls?   Yes, reality cheak, must still be in a heterosexual world.

The graffiti in the  Box Bar a bit further down the road [45 miles] to be exact which is famous for its  cup   cup   dart-board  antics  proved to be  quite dead on a Sunday p.m. with a  well-stocked hard licquor bar that  did sell on Sundays, if there were any customers, that is!

A sign of the hard times  we are facing?