i wasn't planning on spending so long in town, but that break in the weather

the rooster studied her knee
in a last bid attempt at warmongering.
her stockings blended into her shoes
as she shifter her weight to the cane
and the purse.

it was the sort of apartment complex
where all the doors had windows installed.
it was through one of these that i watched them circle each other
for what seemed like minutes.

tomorrow is another day

they sat across from each other at the chipped table
drinking from separate cups.
the linoleum was covered with whales.

she told him he had better watch out,
or she was going to slide a frozen disc of her own pee
under his bedroom door at night.
he said but it’s our bedroom door.

the air conditioner started up suddenly.
he thought about what it would be like to be swallowed by a whale.
she turned and coughed, thinking about a man she once saw
tackle a horse to the ground.
she remembered its legs were like felt shotguns.
she remembered how he hugged it.

overhead, a swarm of unmarked airplanes
flew by.

my exact thoughts at that moment

the asphalt was like a river.
bear with me: in the heat and on its sides
a large amount of tar had been pushed to the sidewalks
forming something like river banks.

there were several children
and they were all spoiled
in ways that reminded you of milk
and when you thought about them
you wanted to use the expression
"high time"
to the fullest extent allowed by law.

down the street was where we buried everything
or where everything was buried.