Day 137 of the 365 day poem challenge.
Word of the day salubrious meaning " (of a place) pleasant; not run-down"
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Lucille wandered vagabond throughout the dim streets and in the fondest fever dreams of her ex-dope head man standing vagrant in a pool of his own self-pity and summer chitin
A hallucination strides down through smoke streams and the heat is unbearable and the smoke is soothing and the greenery is palpable I could lick it with my tongue
Savannah screwed Uncle Sam by the bones that is to say got herself a hot pocket Oval Office smeared in the graffiti of her life kittens and other ill fitted reptiles all hanging chords down into her soul waiting for the seams on her spine to unbuckle and the fluff to spill out
Petra has a name good enough to touch there are eyes in her eyes that feel up her self sacrifice and confidence that bears upon the pebble walk in those flip flops they undulate the way waves ought to teasing and cracking like fireworks and hot jazz that no one ever dreamed or wanted
Joe the grease monkey twerks open the hosing in the salubrious manse her yokel wrenches fall fast and quick the client is waiting and painting upon her with demands and requests and desires for his hose plumbing
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