R/ckets and S/ntries

the movie felt good on the way down. in a New York minute, on the Jersey side, it included a prospectus entitling the audience to see the end. in such an end, a talk started over falls in which the name was spoken briskly. we expect something children, thought of highly. namely, we expect children in the space of the remaining minute. this minute is highly charged, desperate to a fault, and tenor sax. long bourbon until a sweat of breaking from the alien grasp. longer sweat of bourbon as expecting the election and final distribution. greatest sweat of all, without dalliance or surcease. that damn movie.