he emptied the last bit of a bottle
of Irish whiskey into a frosted Hazel Atlas shotglass in the manner an deliberation
he managed his carbon footprint
so small it could be argued he didnt exist
the bottle assend up the last of its contents coerced dri b b l
i n g o u t
dripping
one two three four fivedrip one
two three four five drip one two three four five drip one
two three four five six sevendrip one two three four five six seven drip one
two three four five six seven drip one
two three four five six seven eight ninedrip one two three four five six seven
eight nine drip one two three four five six seven eight nine ten elevendrip one
two three four five six seven eight nine ten eleven twelve thirteen fourteendrip
one two three four five six seven eight nine ten eleven twelve thirteen
fourteen fifteen sixteen seventeendrip one two three four five six seven eight
nine ten eleven twelve thirteen fourteen fifteen sixteen seventeen eighteen
nineteendrip one two three four five six seven eight nine ten eleven twelve
thirteen fourteen fifteen sixteen seventeen eighteen nineteen twenty twentyonedrip then he counted the upturned bottle beyond
twentytwo thirtybonedry it hadnt another
drip remaining bonedry contents expended
it just takes a little bit of patiencea
little bit of time
his girlfriend accused him of damnnear
Zen patience
Zen HOW!
No he didnt buy into thathe didnt
he was simple
like Maxwell House Good to the Last Drop
he was adamant any last dropany last breath was a worthwhile wait
You should go He has no idea youre even here
his buddy Bobbys mother said that
to him
he seethed
an then some queer calm rose in
himwashed over him like a tidesomething deep an viscous inside him its quiet reasoned that she was deranged by
her sons imminent death
she had never been good to Bobby
Bobby was crippled up in the womb
at birth by polio
presented he was wiped clean then given
godparents a man and a woman from the waitingroom an his Last Rites
when he survived his parents must have determined
they couldnt treat him well maybe they assumed theyd die before him an left on his own he needed to be selfreliant they gave Bobby subsistence
him dying before them tore a huge
hole in their strategy
If onlyhuh
she was eating a huge plate of
regret with all the trimmings
vomiting then back again to the
table for another huge plate an
vomiting an again ad nauseam
No Im staying
When he last had his eyes open he saw me
Anif his eyes open again hell see me exactly right where Id been He knows Im here I aint
goin nowhere
he was there to Bobbys last
breath though they were
so shallow he couldnt hear them an until his last heartbeat when
a machine SCREAMED his heart stopped
he could hardly believe he had to tell the nurse to kill its fucking
SCREAM
maybe death row nurses were callous
Yah baby he said to his girlfriend I believe most things are worth waiting onare worth my patience
0106 an 1300, Day-between-Two-Ts, 28 2. 18
In the Fishtank Sparklehorse & Fennesz https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MkdbU7rvXr8
