Showing posts with label punk. Show all posts
Showing posts with label punk. Show all posts

Friday, March 11, 2011

Punk

"Man, you got to make your main thing your main thing." The black man repeated and insisted this point. His friend listened.

I ran to the library in the sun from the gym. The whole time I thought about what the black man had said to the other black man.

At night I took the girl's clothes off. She had a Celtic knot on the small of her back, her first tattoo, a Celtic dragon on her right shoulder, a whole work of work in progress on her back, an angel on her left thigh and a devil on her right.

Sometimes girls can be cool and see into you, give a spiritual audit, and mean good about all of it.

Give them coffee in the morning and treat them well. Be a gentleman, like Chrome tells me.