bottle_blade_and_helicopter birdmad ghetto bird overhead drink at the ready and cigarette dangling from my mouth mixing with the jasmine incense burning in the censer a nick and a drop here and there touch up work squeeze a few drops into the shotglass and pour a fresh splash of vodka on top sirens wail low murmur of traffic this is the company i keep a landscape of sounds and the cacophony of memories jockeying for position in my head some to be solace some to twist the knife 020310 what's it to you? who go blather from