he wasnt particularly keen on the
Eaglesdidnt pay much attention to them until he heard the Joe Walsh joined the band https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U_qHU_6Ofc0 doesnt
own one of their albums
Victim of Love https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AFdomKzAPTY
crawled through his skull as he simmered between dreams an on an on
was in a steamer that could
roll onto its side and navigatesubmerged just beneath the ocean surface when doing so certain sections were closed as
contaminated air atmosphere pulsed into them those sections were located portside the ship always rolled onto its starboard when
diving also portside were entertainment
salons contamination holds where
situated between them one had to wait
for them to be purged before entering a series of green and red lights were
strung on bulkheads indicating safe passage or not
several times he was caught in passageways when suddenly they went red he gained shipwide notoriety for not dyingeither
staggering to a locked hatch or plucked prone from a gangway by crew wearing
aerated hoods over their headspacking oxygen on their backs
more often than not his notorietypreceding him provided him company
and an inability to purchase his own drinks it seemed understood the reason why he risked his lifewhich wasnt true unfortunately he had a habit of learning the
hard way school of hard knocks it
was his lot he accepted it
Cam she introduced herself approached
him a cute blonde
pixie haircut unpixie body though not necessarily his
type she admitted her approach was for a girlfriend who didnt want to come over to the bar
rather stay in her chair at an obscure table when Cam pointed towards
her Ken Ken lit a match it illuminatedplayed on her chest throat face framed in auburn hair that the firelight hintedwhispered its highlights she proceeded to light a stout
yellowchamomile coloured candle at the center of the table
Ken would like you to
have dinner with her . I won’t be staying.
No
No. I lost the coin toss.
the way Cam said it provoked
Tough out before he could stop
it
Tell me. My life. Hardknocks.
his estimation of her rose
Maybe another time
she laughed heartily
Pick
through bones, no thanks.
May be Kens bones
Oh.
That’d
be interesting.
Maybe
another time
We’ll see I suppose.
he tipped her head backfinger at
her chin gentlybriefly kissed her
taking his finger from her chin she stepped backwardsaway from him
she
smiled
began humming Victim of Love then turned walked away
briefly he watchedadmired her go
then drink in hand he walked
between tables to Kens
seemed on an on hypnopompic
this morning, Saturday, 10 12.
22
1044,
Saturday
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