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Underground eXperts United
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Presents...
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[ The Lost Bar Fight ] [ By Jay DeKalb ]
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The Lost Bar Fight
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I.
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ten to midnight
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curls of smoke
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gusts in intervals
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drawls of the opening door
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drip off the bar
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bartender sways back
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bar stool drip suspending...
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eyes close over a fluff of white
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drip drip suspending...
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the peel-open reveals
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swollen lava streaks down
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suspending...
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rag absorbs a beer puddle
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II.
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static, stuffy
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a slow echo in the air
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a squeamish whine rolls
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smoke and tumbles, whirls
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crashes with a shriek
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shrill lava bubbles
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I bat around the eyes
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I cast my vision in the window
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disruption with the door ajar
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thickness of my neck
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a girl's tear drops
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"slip," she says "it was a slip up"
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and again the flatness
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but what a rush
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"he'd never mean a thing like that"
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God knows he seemed sincere
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decend the pulled-at cotton puffs
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drips further down the bar
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twitch, twitch of the bartender's eyes
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drip drip suspending...
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uXu #494 Underground eXperts United 1999 uXu #494
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Call THE YOUNG GODS -> +351-1XX-XXXXX
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