-- Nothing is still like the dead are still*
-- What did you say
And why did you say it
-- Its something I read earlier today as I
walked
It brought me to a stop
I squatted at the street
corner grabbed up an In N Out bag someone tossed from a car or dropped on
the street I tore the front off it threw
the rest in a refuse can beside the bus stop
Sat on the bench there scribbled
it down tucked it in my pocket
I didnt want to forget
-- Did you think youd forget
Its quite stark
-- I wasnt going to gamble
-- But you remembered it anyways
-- I did
Remembering
it however doesnt disallow my writing it down
I had no idea how the day might
run
-- Youve a mind like a beartrap at least from my experience with you
-- Theres always a first time
And
if this was to be my first time Id be goddamned if I forgot
Insurance
-- Youre the last person I know who needs
insurance
Or assurance
for
that matter
-- A mind
Its a terrible thing to waste
United Negro College Fund
-- There
See
Its shit like that
-- Not really
Thats
mantra Soundbite A weathered bumper sticker peeling off a pitted
and rocksalt rotting steel Midwestern bumper
-- Stop
Youve
been away long enough now those steel bumpers and stickers are gone or have
been crushed and stacked in junk or metal salvage yards
Guard dogs prowling the grounds at
nightYou remember that
-- I remember that
-- Didnt much care for dogs after that
-- I do not
-- No matter
It was a good call
Youre a good friend
-- That dog would disagree
-- That dogs dead
-- It is
Like I said at the onset
Nothing is
still like the dead are still
-- Well
You saved me a world of hurt and
pain and probably far more than well ever know
-- Yes It
was unfortunate
1700, Thursday,
5 11. 15
* China Miéville, The City and the City,
2009
