We sat down and
spoke about many things in a sparse time,
from shelved dreams and move-ons’ to tilted relationships and speed runs.
Then a tinted SUV drove by,
dropping out that Betelgeuse ‘out of reach’ type of girl that crutches on crushed hearts leaving everyone jelly legs crippled.
Switching gears from the sweet ride with the hot lady ,
hours long conversation lapses into the realm of fast fine mush money and getting in galore beautiful cat euphemisms.
Money is Halal.
…refill , refill..drinks should repeat.
Wallet on E.
Kekeh ain’t free.
Okada padi on flee.
Underdog compensations conversations as we head out.
” ‘So and So’ started broke and hit rock bottom too.
Who knows or cares now about the name of the rich neighbour Hemingway or Obama had? ”
Hope and Dreams.
Denials and Distortions.
Tin foil wrapped as the nights get late;
‘ sam we go see next weekend and bind back’
We’ll catch up next month; again.
We are leaving.
We are living.