As I sit here waiting on Godot, the cat vomits all over my feet. With no job in sight, and no way of getting there. I reflect on women and men I will never know again. They gave everything, to make sure we could make the storms fade from our vision and become the things of myth. Why do others judge when we see their imperfect faces, casting shadows of doubt. They have not always been our lovers, that was for others. The cat now pisses in my shoes, he thinks he was my only pet! Walking into the bar, I heard someone yelling "SOLID DREAMS CAN FILL THIS SOUL GIRL!". I turned around and there he was. There he was staggering down the lanes of a one way street; CHARLIE SHEEN! As I tried to enter the bar he grabbed my jersey. "Why are you going in there when there's a perfectly good alley next door!
I turned and go with him into a dim lit alley, filled with rats and trash cans. As I asked him why we're here, he kept yelling TIGER BLOOD, TIGER BLOOD!! Then he pulled from a suitcase two bottles of wine: Chardonnay and Merlot, and as we drank from them he said "They all think I'm
crazy, but I'm at Radio City Music Hall tonight". Charlie springs to his feet and rips off two lids from the trash cans. We sit on them as 50 rats run by. He yells "WINNING! WINNING! WINNING! They're fools, they're fools, everything begins again"!! As we throw the empty bottles of wine against the brick wall, Charlie pulls a foot long glass pipe out of his coat. Stuffing it full, he holds up a lighter to it and snap, crackle, pop. He inhales deeply and yells "THERE ARE NO ENDS ONLY BEGINNINGS!!!" This is my Que to get up and head back to the bar...Charlie leaps up and follows me to the end of the alley, were strangers appear and they yell "Yo bro, can we have some of that". Charlie yells "you assholes better get out of our way". Then with one swift kick to the groin, the whole action is over as the remaining two run off into the night. Charlie embraces me and says "have a nice drink" and walks off into the night.





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