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Halloween at Casa Gomez, they got Bad Brains on the stereo, the Rubinoff begins to flow, and there’s no losing to budget boozing, until the next morning once you quit your snoring, or you wake up dead just like your friends all said you would. Because it’s hard to try to find a place between the never ending beer pong and stumbling throngs, because all that I’ve got is just seven bucks and an empty tank in my mother’s truck, so I was pretty stuck, but then I struck some luck.

    Fortunate me, I met somebody while dancing in the living room, just doing a tango with the broom. She was sitting pretty, so I asked her to join me, and we spent the whole evening just hanging out. Enjoyed each other’s company until we heard that familiar sound. Flashing red and blues- the cops outside have just been sighted (guess they’re mad they weren’t invited), thanks be to the negotiator who tells them that we’re good and sober, tells them lies over and over- sorry sir, we’ll rage quieter til you turn round the corner.

And we were hanging down on happy couch, cause no one even got arrested, nor breathalyzer tested, so we can just keep on shooting that breeze until our faces start to become sore. And after that, maybe I’ll get your number, so tomorrow we’ll talk some more.

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from Posterity Measures (2018), released November 7, 2018

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Brian Dickens South Hadley, Massachusetts

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