Monday, December 29, 2008

breakroom 77

she bounced into the roomful
lookin sharp
like she was
the only one in the world
who could bust her balloon.
plopped down, said ‘miles says you don’t
like him’ and smiled.
gulp.
i said ‘miles doesn’t know me.
i don’t know him. we just know
what each other looks like on the job’
i went back to my dinty moore’s.
‘but you’ve worked for him for
over a year now’, more smile.
‘nope’, (burp, spoonful), ‘i been workin’
for a ’70 impala and a bass amp for
over a year now. wanna go
see?’
‘oh. hi, miles!'
gone.

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