I D 4

[saw]

I woke up on a stationary raft
my eyes had trouble deciphering
where I was, my ears
didn't like the echoes
but I did have an idea

I had this old rust bucket Pontiac Lemans
It was registered in my name
which is probably why the looters didn't abscond
with her, and my plan was to drive her
to the Cuban breakfast joint

I ordered a grouper sandwich with a side
of black beans and plantains and a steaming cup
of Cafe Bustelo
Delicious way to start a new life I thought,
After breakfast I drove to work

I walked onto the job-site lugging my tools
and said to the first laborer I came in contact with
"Hey Richard, you want my car ?"
He replied sarcastically, " Yeah right."
I said to him, "That's fine, I'll ask Billy."

very quickly Richard shot back
"No no, you serious !?"
I simply said, " Very "
he came by the house that night
and I signed over the title which I kept

in a safe deposit box at the bank
near the construction zone at the water's edge....
since that action I have never really been able
to recreate
that sense of unencumbered freedom

[mnaz]

Wow, even the car? Going for the complete clean break, I'm guessing..

"grouper sandwich with a side of black beans and plantains.." is poetry in itself.
Always wanted to check out Key West some day..

[theirishsea]

Rough in real life but interesting to read. Will be looking for more installments.