in jail

              Wha they call you

he mumbledgravelly  You?

   Joe

Joe.

Yah

Nice you can manage a single syllable no sooner had he said it he regretted it  Whas your name

Name.

         Name . . don’t matter.

Whas your name

   Why?

Im Joe

        What is your name

   Jerome.

he stood opposite Jerome beside a collapsible cafeteria table mounted on wheels stuckout his hand

                                                                                                         Its good to meet ya Jerome

Jerome chuckled feebly into his mitts

                                         Nice to meet me?

Yah  Put it there

There?

Shake Jerome

                 Shake my hand

his hand disappeared utterly inside Jeromes paw

                                                       Nice to meet you If you hadnt said your name I was goin callya Gargantuan

Ya know Gargantuan  still shaking hands 

No sounded like a dull bell

It means huge enormous mammoth epic  Take your pick  Jerome finally let go of his hand

   You like sweets Jerome

Sweets?

In here Desserts

I like desserts.

I don

        Woud you care to have mine

Your desserts?

All my desserts

Yeah I would.

Theyre yours

Are we friends?

Yabetcha

            I have your back you have mine

Back?

Yah

      If you need help  Ill help you

If I need help youll help me

Friends?

Yes  Friends

nobody fucked with him but once while he was inside

actions speak louder than words

Jerome didnt hurt the man

                              too bad

 

2204,  Thursday,  16  1. 25

1040,  reggaefriday,  17  1. 25