Logan Ryan Smith Quotes

#1. Neon lights, moonlight, flickering streetlamps, and shadow through the bedroom window blanket us in an ever-changing quilt. Pearl wraps her arms around my middle and lays her head on my chest. I drink from the bottle of whiskey, both uncomfortable and comforted at the same time.

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#2. The waves of the Pacific slap the sand between my toes and off in the distance the setting sun coaxes a million diamond-fish to pierce the ocean's surface, stand on their tails, and shimmy.

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#3. I have outlived the stillborn. I have outlasted my usefulness. I have become an abysmal ocean sponge, ten millennia old, and just as wise.

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#4. It felt good, the match sparking a small flame into existence, and that small flame igniting an all engrossing one. Like the big bang.

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#5. People are slippery.
Especially when they excrete.
Or bleed.
Or fuck.

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#6. Fog is somewhere under the Golden Gate Bridge waiting to eat us all, but it's staying there, invisible, for the time being, waiting for the right hour to cover and consume us.

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#7. Iron bridges hum and lofty buildings of steel and glass glint in the sun's rays and lean over everything with stretched shadows.

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#8. I'm beautiful. Like the ass of a jellyfish.

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#9. She's chain-smoking the whole time and leering at us like lambs being lead to some biblical character with a hard-on.

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#10. You worked for Walmart, Nestle, De Beers, or some other corporate monster. You were wealthy but you often bathed me in pennies. Melted pennies. I let you because I thought you were infallible. I drank molten copper because you told me to. I would do anything you asked me to.

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#11. Like my dick at the thought of my wife, I don't want to get up.

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#12. I think of Jesus coming down from Heaven to shame me and everyone here before he gathers his posse of fellow zombies and orders them to devour us all in every way possible - to skin us alive so Jesus and his pals can wear new skins for their trips back to Heaven or the Tenderloin in San Francisco.

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