offering me a perfect side glance of his neck tattoo. Sheet music. The notes and lyrics sucked backward, funneling into the wide mouth of a vortex below his shoulder blades, tapering the closer it got to the base of his spine.
Like a musical vortex being sucked into his ass? His asshole is the eye of the storm?
Is this supposed to be a parody of dramatic stuff? Did the editor fall into a coma and never edit? What happened?
