Cassandra writes far better than I ever, ever could; But keeps most of it in her mind Where it does little good Abiding with her cigarettes And straight Crown Royal shots; Anesthetizes her regrets Picks off her straggling thoughts For cynical and sexual Is how she likes to be: But yet beneath the skin and … Continue reading "Meanwhile, In The Real World"
Before you lose it...
She more-or-less lived there.
"... Has hundreds of friends ..."
".. waxing political, and smoking Camel-bastards..."
She says stuff like this all the time - and she means it.