Meade's Ball
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Micky Adams wears his hair in the past. He's the 1980s and the 21st century, yet bathed in the dark inbetween. I'd like to touch him at a funeral we were both invited to in the nude. Yes, we'd be sorrowful, but i would stare at his forms and the limp bud dangling from his chest-hairs. I'd wish i were alone with him and pat his back like a naughty dog, sneakily combing a side-parting on his ancient scalp of war.