Dammit woke himhe couldnt sleep
he knew if he did on the other side of the curtain the Vaudville Act
would be waiting for him
he screamed Give em the hook screamed at his lucid dreaming self
for some reason he ignored himself
it felt like spite
or in spite of him
they werent exactly
the same
maybe his license expired
his wallet was in the car
he kept it thereno way in Hell going
out in the middle of the night
check it tomorrow
he laid his head on the pillow
pillows are conduits
he could hear them laughing
I don’t think he’s coming back.
Ya think we scared him off?
Maybe for now, but in the meantime someone go around to the back door
and make sure he doesn’t try to come in that way, he used to sneak into the cinema
that way as a kid. I heard he
bullrushed the ticket attendant with a bunch of other guys, didn’t get caught. He did, that attendant isn’t us, that’d be
stupid. He ain’t stupid. Ain’t he, he wanted us pulled, Give ‘em the
hook! Can you imagine? Don’t have to,
that’s what happened. I'm waiting, I’ll wait till Hell freezes over. Can’t. Your heart's in the right spot but
this was a one night gig, I couldn’t negotiate anything longer. Are you shitting me, we came all this way
for one night? There was a contingency,
but Give ‘em the hook shot us in the head, Management has awready
declined. Who’s Management? The MAN who cried Give ‘em the hook. Dammit! I’d love to kick his ass. Save it, ain’t gonna happen . . mumble mumble mubble
. . .
he heard enough
Awwell Time to get the show on the road
wiped sleep out of his eyes made
his bed fed the cats in an out made coffee got on with his day
if they returnedshowed again he had an eye for faces
Katie bar
the door No Entry
1801, Sunday,
30 4. 23
1512, Saturday,
6 5. 23
The Dreadnoughts Katie, Bar the Door https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lYJR0iJ_pII
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