So basicly

I'm the one who dropped you in the oil well merely for some company; the boy reminding you what it meant to be nervous; the last one laughing ; the first one climbing over the barb'd wire. I'll keep a conversation and contradict your every move. I probably write more than I speak and I find the consistency of being misread terribly amusing. those scattered flashes belong to my fingers. heavy on the expectations, please; circumlocutory play is all I want. lounge with me, soak with me; I am a sucker for conversation. I'm simply drawn to the spontaneous; the ones who don't follow the rules or lead regular lives, but live with their hearts. I live for thrill. leave me with a taste for more. or at the very least, more to drink.