Outside

[Marcus Aurelius]

Outside it's dark. Of course there is a cold mist of rain. Your friend said this bar was a great way to meet someone new. Sure, “If that was what I was looking for.”
You start to look up to see where you parked but instead you see stars.
Your nose is on fire and you reel back.
SOAB!
FUCK!

You can feel the cold bricks of an old building against the side of your face.
You feel like an old fool.
And this proves it.


Hands first then your knees.
You look up.

Some punk is going through your wallet.
You grin through the blood in your teeth and you try not to laugh.
Getting up hurts a little more these days but it's worth it.
You stand and take your pose.
“Hey!” You shout.

The young punk turns to look but will never remember.
Everything flies.

This would never have gone this way back when.
Got to be more careful. You want to kick his ribs but what good would that do.
If I wasn't a father it would be so much easier.
I go through his things but he doesn't have a dollar to his name. I take the few dollars from my wallet and throw them on his back.
I tried to save someone like him once.
It was sucked out of me though.
My hands go for my keys and I head for my car.

[Ms.Lady Y]

Love your writings.

[Marcus Aurelius]

TY

[Marcus Aurelius]

I make my way to my car. Drawing my keys I press to unlock and start it.
In the rain I lay my left hand on top of the car and with my right I wipe more blood from my mouth.
It was then I heard the noise gravel makes when walked on. I quickly turn with my fist ready and see the gal I earlier named Sugar Tits.
She drew back and her eyes went wide and her hands went up. “Sorry dude, I just wanted to see if you were OK.”
“Yeah, I'm fine.” I say.
I lean back on my car.
She comes closer. Much closer.
My legs are wide to support my sore back.
She is now between them.
“Why?” Is all I can say.
Her right hand comes close and her fingers are behind my ear and then she brings my head to hers. Her lips are of fire. I can feel her skull pressed to mine.
She says something about she knows I'm a something or other.
All I can see though is the rain dancing on her face. Time slows.
She has the lips of Helen. The eyes of Cleopatra.
A waist that is tight and of a shedevil.