Wake up. Drunk neighbors arguing. Quarter to four. At 7, I want eggs and coffee, but there arent any more. I want to go to the deli; the cars out of gas. I look at my lawn. A dog is pooping on my grass. Walk to the gas station. $8.00 for a rusty gas can. Walking back home I get a ticket. Metal gas cans were banned. The car wouldnt start, so I called Triple A. Three hours later I was finally on my way. Before I left, I really had to pee. Flushed, toilet backed up water all around me. My doctor called me. All I could exclaim was a, What the? That Cutie I gave roses to, gave me chlamydia. At the deli Im accosted by a drunk, stumbling, slurring, spittin and fartin as I replace cracked eggs for intact, in a pale green carton. Checked my lotto numbers. I didnt get any. The deli man asked me if I had a penny. Ninety-nine cents loose change rattles in my pants. A fat traffic cop sees my cracked tail light and rants. I drive to Up in Smoke to buy a cigar. Its closed. Forever. I drive home despondent, in my old car. Back home I exhale. Retrieve my mail. So ready to relax. I should have known better, I see an official looking letter. The I.R.S. wants me to pay them more tax. The Sheriff knocks on my door. Scrapes his shoes on my floor. More bad news is comin. He hands me a summons. 9 P.M. rolls around. My head starts to pound. Ive been e-mailing someone on Match. Tonight well talk. Ill hear her sweet voices sound. Imagining her lean body close to mine, so warm and tan. 9P.M: She calls me. To my extreme dismay, I could tell it was a man. Went to bed with only my unfulfilled relationship wish. Felt like a schmuck, having been catfished. 2A.M. Apartment below mine on fire. Have to go outside in the freezing rain until its extinguished.
Posted on: Sun, 02 Nov 2014 04:23:47 +0000
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