Engine Failure

Jealousy never ages well... like a 70-year-old bow legged harlot. Every year the mascara painted thicker the strut less arrogant with every sticky minute no more virgin revelations coming off clownish lips or pen... A discarded dried-up turd... to the bitter end. Anger, the only remaining vice of a burned-out free-falling life So, sip your cold black coffee From a cracked test tube labeled "failed experiment".