Part 12
"Poet I don't understand this world. I thought I had it all nailed down and now this storm blows in."
"How could he? How could he be good with a stranger touching her? How could he live with other prints on her flesh?"
"How does he kiss her knowing those lips have swam in other pools? How does he sleep in that bed?"
"How does he run his fingers through her hair knowing someone else was tugging at her scalp?"
"How could she just be flesh?"
"Hold on Hoss where do you get of being Mr Judgmental, aren't you sleeping around on Silvia? Aren't you letting others swim in your pool and letting their nails claw your back?"
"Come down from that high horse Lone Ranger, just cause you don't practice these carnal arts doesn't mean they are a capital sin, besides who knows who let the stranger in first?"
The task of landing this 747 without a runway was in my poetic hands and I had to be both, kind to my friend and true to the the readers that one day would judge.
Luckily we where in the booth in the back near the bathrooms because Mario was animated.
I had to bring him down from the ledge, without trashing his ego.
He wouldn't let me begin, he machine gunned down my attempt Cuban style, he saw me catch my breath to speak and ensued.
"I need to move from this hell, I need distance from these heathens, I need to repent and be absolved."
"I'll sell my house, that's it I'll leave this prodigious swamp."
" What's that guys name, the one that was married to that realtor you are seeing, I see his face all over, what's his name?"
"Rancid Rodolfo you mean, he's just a jockey without a horse."
"Don't be a dick just cause you are screwing his filly, he's moved on to greener pastures I'm sure."
White gloves come off " Listen to me you white bread motherfucker I don't give a shit about Rodolfo. And Susy will just get me over the holidays, her replacement is blowing out her thirties candle."
"You need a reality check you hadn't crossed these blurred lines before and now you are freaking out."
"You came to me, why did you come to me Mario? I've got nothing for you."
"Did you think I live the gutter ball life. Did you think because I don't have a made for TV relationship I would listen quietly to your emasculated existence."
"Fuck the fuck out of you Mario."
"You crossed into enemy lines and now you want reprieve, well it's not going to happen."
"You came to me cause to you I'm a player. You came to me because I drown them and myself in my bullshit words."
"As difficult as it might be for you to accept I'm an honorable man, I tell no tales that don't want to be heard."
"Don't be a chomp Mario, better yet I won't let you be. I'm going to prescribe you a poetic remedy."
"I suspect you knew all along I wouldn't leave you hanging."
"I love you brother but I'm getting old for indirect people. Anyhow here goes my eleventh grade education prescription for the scholarly kind such as you."
"I would not run and look for shelter. I would multiply the bounty that bares. Maria is on the wings and Rubia has rubbed your rosy cheeks red."
"Romance one and she will steal your heart. Lend your self to the art of love amongst a half dozen and immunity is yours."
"To be man is to swallow the night and with it its fright."
To be continued.
