Here here, take this exitthis
exit . . HERE!
Easy does it
wasnt like he needed to take a shit
he
wanted a Dairy Queen
made more sense if he was stonedhis urgency
he wanted a
Dairy QueenNOW
they were driving through Long Beach the industrial shipping part of town hell of a place to locate a Dairy Queen by his memory a clean well-lighted place
You sure
GoogleMaps says so, Google’s God.
Tell me how ya really feel
Just get me to Dairy Queen; take
a right at the top of the ramp then a right at the next intersection.
The intersection
Right at the next intersect . .
.
. Name
Why do you need a name?
Im driving sufficient enough
Jesus, name . . . Gulf Road.
as he approached the intersection
Looks like a gulch Why a Dairy
Queen in an industrial district
he took Gulf
immediately to his left was
a fertilizer company depot across the street a diesel maintenance shop furthur
up on the left an auto wrecking yard right a ruststained warehouse and various Quonsets rusted outbuildings Ya fuckin kidding
me he braked for a rat left a yard for an asphalt blacktopping
company kattycorner a not-so-gleaning white well-used put-away-wet Dairy
Queen
THERE!
Dude thats a Dairy Slut
Shaddup.
he pulled into the small parking
lot avoiding potholes abandoned shopping carts
You want something cool and sweet,
maybe chocolate-coat . .
.
. To hide the ptomaine
No
thank you
Suit yourself, I have to use the
head first.
By all means
as he walked back to the car Get the door for me, willya? he had two tall ice cream cones one was chocolate-covered
with nuts
he pushed the door open for
him
he got in
he excused himself as he leaned across his lap to shut the door
You could have
gotten out of the car and done that.
An leave my scent for the Blob to
follow unlikely
Just shaddup an eat your cones
I will; gotta say that that
bathroom was right up there among the worse bathrooms I’ve ever been in. he took a bite out of the bright
white cone
0343, Sunday,
3 10. 21
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