he was looking for an escape (pt.1)

2am minds marathon
what a brilliant 1st chapter
unable to continue/read on.
Duluoz king of the beats
last of a dying breed
tick, tick, tick,
a sense of urgency.
nicked at the end,
caffeine straight to the front,
stand up, be counted,
mind spins like a roller coaster,
should have written that down.
lonely, swirling saxophones
conjure audiences like
an Egyptian snake.
the sting of gratification
gives me "the shakes".
problems displayed,
next week,
tomorrow,
today.
love,

returning to Frisco nights,
weary of vice-like grip.
late night rendezvous
bookstore city lights.
friends & lovers
tearing pieces
of flesh like
minuscule bait fish.
eternal conflict from
a bottles temptation
"the fear",
"the horrors",
caused by over ration.