the young man walked on air
an attractive young woman walked into the store under his long armhis hand trailing before her breast through
the huuush of sliding automatic doors
she was white
he was Mexican
they were quietly ecstatic glee showing on their faces
How are you, man? the young Mexican
asked him
Im sensational though I dare say you might have me beat
Yeah. She’s pregnant. She asked me
to marry her.
And
My baby, we’re getting married.
he bit his tongue
getting married because
youre pregnant wasnt a good reason
he had buddies also his sister his brother whose pregnancies didnt
avert eventual divorces or sidestepped the ensuing years of devolving ugliness
that preceded them
get married
then get pregnant
then get pregnant
two precedes three
at least by how he
learned to count
the young Mexican man bought champagne not sparkling wine
he bought himself a nice cigar
It’s a time for celebration;
right, boss?
he
hated being called boss Every day is worth celebrating
It’s a fine day. the young man said
Remember it an remember your emotions right now
I ain’t gonna forget, not ever.
he hoped so
1736, Friday,
15 11. 19
1443,
Saturday, 16 11. 19
The Supremes Love Child
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JdmGO-GvHyo
Blue Cheer Peace of Mind
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bjrrcF3sQuU
