Eleanor (Part 2)

part 2 of Eleanor...One could not miss the 'Gate to Hell'a bar where no one was expelledalthough she noted with a laughfor every client there were two staff,and business being in such a statewere a buffoon to masturbateatop the bar or on the floorfor cash he'd surely be ignored!And thus was Mary lost in thoughtwhen by a vision she was caught:the face of fallen Eleanorher blood-red lips just like a whore's,eyes lost, she almost seemd entranced,in dark attire, she would not dancebut sipped her drink against strobe lightsthat Eleanor would dare outshineor where they stars? it seemed that wayand her the moon with skin so pale,the jet-black hair with too much gellike her a mess, au naturel.'How wondrous!' thought the leech 'that suchangelic faces would for usthe Devil call to steal our grace,bestow his gifts and Hell's embrace'.The ancient body stirred at lastof ninety bombs she felt the blast,approached the angel-whore assureddawn neared if she could but procurethat bosom's precious liquid thoughupon arriving Mary frozefor into what she longed to drinksweet Eleanor without a hintof malice poured a reddish brew:some vodka with tomato juice,the sight of which made Mary fallcollapsing face-down on the floor.Eleanor's drinking a Bloody Mary!! ha ha ha (maniacal laugh). Written September 27th, 2001 © on Sep 27 2001 01:50 PM PST   0 • 10