Anthro Liberation Ch.4
I walk all over town, still nothing...
I walk and walk and walk until I spot him in an alley I walk up to him,
"Hi" I say "What are you looking at? The buck asks "You" I say
"Name's Brett" I say offering him my hand "Joey, Joey Nixon" he says
"Joey?" I ask "Yeah" Joey says "I-I like what I see" I mumble "What?" asks Joey
"I like what I see" I say "Oh, you do, do you?" "Yeah" I say "How old?" Joey asks
"16" I say "23" Joey says.
"Come here" Joey says "Okay" I say, Joey lights a cigarette and takes me by
the hands "Lay your head on my shoulder" Joey says I do, he starts slow dancing with me
"Hold on" Joey goes over to some parked cars , hot wires one and turns on a radio
the Beatles start playing, again we're slow dancing in the dusk.
"I've gotta get home" I say "No, it's to dangerous" Joey says
"Your staying here" "Here?" I ask "Yes," Joey says "My, blood runs cold" I whisper signing
"What?" Joey asks "Nothing" I say "Come on, get some sleep" Joey says
patting the ground beside him, I lay down as does he and I fall asleep in his arms.