Free Street Bar Scene, 1970

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          - Revisited with Tathagata, Sandspike
and TheMutt in mind

tiled floors and
boozing bitches sucking lifeblood
     through needledink straws
          cherries popping in their
lips

quarters clunking through music machines
setting the changer in motion
     and lies spin in rpms
          the beat is on
gyrating…

thrusting their hips out
to breed hardons of delight
     pelvic mutations
          masturbations and
come

nightfall they passout
legs quivering apart
     smiles plastered askew
          whiskey nirvana threatening
climax…

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LeBrozLeBrozabout 16 years ago
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LeBrozLeBrozabout 16 years ago
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Ahhhh — the bar scene. Partying was always great, the babes were always beautiful {especially at 4am}, and the sex was fantastic.

Syndra LynnSyndra Lynnabout 19 years ago
fuck yes!

I won't tell ya how old I was in '70, but this is so me. Thanks for the trip!

twelveoonetwelveooneover 19 years ago
Yeh

You're dating yourself

"quarters clunking through music machines

setting the changer in motion

and lies spin in rpms"

liked this line

"boozing bitches sucking lifeblood

through needledink straws"

basically loved this, so good, forgave you for "nirvana"

"nightfall they passout

legs quivering apart

smiles plastered askew

whiskey nirvana threatening"

looks like this came from words to avoid thread, ha. ha.

did quite nicely, where the fuck is my thermometer...

TathagataTathagataover 19 years ago
1970

just a tad before my time but I certainly visited this place a few times after then.

~tiled floors and

boozing bitches sucking lifeblood

through needledink straws

cherries popping in their

lips ~

remember the girls who'd tie a cherry stem in a knot with their tongues??

There was no tease greater than that when I was young.

Thank you for this, I'm always happy to hit a bar full of memories and you brought back a few beauties.

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