i
was going to stay in
but
youtube was down
so
i hit the street
and
the entertainment
of
my feet
walking,
endlessly walking
these
cold quiet streets
bar
stool interruption
i’m
seeing double
that
is what i ordered
but
i can’t tell if it’s
one
finger or three
i
think the devil
just
slid into the stool
next
to me
he
offers me one of his oysters
but
says the pearls aren’t free
if
he really wanted to tempt me
he
would have disguised himself
as
a woman
he
asks me if i can name
three
songs about asian women
i
name four
murray
head
one
night in bangkok
cat
stevens
the
year of the cat
david
bowie
china
girl
and
the cure
watching
me fall
“very
good” he replies
“here’s
your reward”
puckered
lips start moving in
and
i smash my elbow into his face
he
crumbles to the floor
i
throw a wad of cash on the bar
and
walk out
wtf?!
i
light a smoke
and
keep walking
i
thought i was weird
i
hit a liquor store
buy
a pint of irish whiskey
and
another pack of smokes
go
behind the building
darkness
is the only dress
adorning
the alley
open
the pint
and
light a smoke
cough
and recite
“take
a toke
and
choke on smoke
until
you’re broke
you
laugh less joke”
right
now i would die
for
one of those women
from
one of those songs
instead
i find consciousness
won’t
be long
once
the pint is gone
i’ll
close my eyes and wake
up
in my own vomit
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