My tears like Diamond on the floor


I took a huge sniff of the disgusting powder on my CD case in my vehicle before driving away from the most disturbing place I had ever been to. Ms. Layne no longer enjoys the dope so she pointed me to someone that does.  Good for her.  'Big Sid' had all the fundamentals to make her place look like a prop from Oregon Trail.  No electric, I'd bet no water, and she was rocking in an old rocking chair on the porch peeling potatoes. The scene had me expecting a player to fall ill and die from cholera at any moment. I silenced my cell for try number four from Preston.  I do not want to associate with anyone that will remind my heart its breaking over Sebastian.  Or worse, Preston could be calling to spread word of the great marriage reconciliation.  Sniffing an even larger bump before walking into Kat's Funhouse. Stopping at the bar for a bud light and liquor, I try to ignore the stares from the guest population. I want to say, "I have more knowledge how to please these women than you do, fellas." but I keep my painted lips perched and take a seat up front, center stage. "Let me lick you up and down, til you say stop...let me play with your body baby, make you real hot..." Silk's Freak Me was too loud to ignore the lyrics and my mind wander's to Sebastian. Never in my life have I lusted for someone like I do him.  The all around perfect package in one man.  My face flushed with annoyance at the bump in the road, I slam my Vodka Tonic and tuck a $20 into the garter of a nice young lady named, Diamond.  She smiles down at me throwing me her 'bedroom' eyes. No, no, Diamond. I just need your panties. 

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