thin shivering carcasses

To be seen as the King or Queen of the party, worn like a thick blanket wrapped snug around their thin shivering carcasses, fitting poorly but wholly shrouding their lame ineptitude, posers to the core. You get used to it, assume the worst, know the radical pierced and tatted friends when they bring you back for a 3AM house party, after party, will serve rice Krispie treats and invite you to join a wild and crazy round of parlor games very much more often than naught.

David Cain, Song of Songs

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Lord Malinov, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet
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