By Christopher J. Bradley 5/4/2003 2:45:06 PM The Dalmation sat upright On it’s haunches On the t-shirts Of a hundred In the flickering embers Of the night-time glow Inside the retrofit Parking ramp. I heard DJ Megabitch Spin a terminator track So I danced around Dreaming New York Spots. That was the night I met David Eating Oranges In the Room Full of Remnants And other cushy fluff. And I went home With my very own Fire Hydrant Dog.
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