Shirtless triplet ghosts hovering behind j & p gas pumps in amber dime store shades
remind me of tommy from ”carrie.” that popular blond guy phlegmatic congeniality that
makes shy awkward virgins caress their dirty pillows mouth his name as a cherry prayer.
Shadows and aliens and skeletal robots convince susan dey doppleganger to light her
virginia slim and squint hard ahead. Here comes jesus disguised as peruvian youth on
little cocoa pony. Act surprised.