He said his only talent was prostitution, <br />and his manic episodes took him to the <br />very edge, then he would look down, test <br />the wind, and freefall into this black hole, <br />made for folks just like him. <br />she said its just like vaudeville skits, with <br />fake hair, fake lips, and fake skin, and her <br />mind would wonder to and fro, then in the <br />black hole she danced.<br /><br />DAVID GERARDINO<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/plastic-bullets/
