a room full of cigarettes

cold night hide outs,
exploring libraries,
mesmerizing visualizers,
instrumental insight,
leftover beverages,
bottle abandoning,
endless light ups and spreading smoke clouds

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miniature leaves and little girls

bathroom guards,
unlocking revolutions,
guitar string gratitude,
four drinks in ten minutes
and bad photographers

terrifying trespassing,
solo socializing,
negative nachoes,
four am friend finding

borrowed munchies,
jacket zipups,
church courtyards,
plant collecting,
and ketchup grabbings.

defining "all ages"
cold legs and knee lows,
killing kisses,
and hipster hideouts.

churchy courtyards,
malnourished misfits,
"you thiefs!!!"

window glued worriers,
don't drink and create,
dim lights and complete crashes.

crafty casanova

listen up!get lost in the past
and

meet Casanova
a sound soaked
in last night's whiskey,
overflowing ashtrays,
bloody knuckles from
a two am encounter,
backlane business,
and the clinking of leftover coins.

for ears craving raspy drawls
and northern charm.
a heavy tune,
a laid down hat,
and a downtown curbside.

tune in to his musical domain
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from a city filled with

grain elevators, mcjobs, and authentic decay.

songs made from packs of cigarettes, dusty basements,
downtown pool halls, country roadsides,
urbanized unemployment, bicycle license,
record collections, and double decade ago influences.

everyday drags and worn in benches

'oh, dear doctor'

the trash ladies want you to

tune in to CASANOVA,
waits-ish words,
and songs with soul.

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