San Francisco Health Plan
“Here’s another
story I’m sure you’d
love to hear,” he says amid piles
of junk that he’s pilfering through….
“So, I decided to apply for Capital
One.” I’m sitting here wondering
if he means a job or a credit card.
“Project number
2,” he says. “It’s
immaterial.”
I always wonder what
he could be thinking at times like
these.
But then I wonder a lot of
things, like who’s doing the won-
dering and who’s doing the think-
ing.
This time I was just too dis-
tracted.
So how was I to know
that the boat had already taken
off.
“Midnight’s gonna happen,
anyway,” I heard him mumble.
Can I go back to a reality that
I didn’t
particularly even create
if just for the nonsense of love?
