Blessed days I slept without worry....suppressing the hunger I feel within ....belly cried, legs creaked like doors suspended aloft, unbalanced on loose hinges..........my nerves shook me up with every second pause in my dream........been dreaming about Alice while we drank tea brewed by Mexicans at wonderland .....
Am startled.....filled with exasperation.........I let out the stinking yawn ......air pollution i suppose.......stealing a glance from the darkness the clock read 3:00am......no Chinese, no pizza and certainly no DP Dough......disgraceful company with disgusting menu ......an insult to intestines....an embarrassment and joy killer to the stomach.
Off to Kroger’s, cherishing, salivating, and thinking of Sushi. Closed was the only tangible sign I could see...with no option left and mouth filled with rattle sighs.....I walked to MacDonald's drive- thru.........feeling somnolent like a kitty.My presence hadn't been noticed, I stood there like a street pole which no one considers significant till the fell......and probably kill someone.
A lady comes up and asked what would you like ........a welcoming question with a negative gesture .......apparently she had a .45 conspicuous enough for a bat to see. Out of massive terror, I replied a double stacker .....Reaching down for my wallet.....She made it for her pocket as well and came up with the menu ..........what a dramatic showdown i thought to myself.... Had I reached down for something inappropriate I would have been possibly labeled the RIP.
I went home looking hysterical .......staring at my ceiling .......wondering what an episode of life I just went through......With a grumpy sound from my intestines I reached out for my midnite snack ........then chilled till the break of dawn.
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