Meanwhile I was outside,
having a bit of a Mexican stand-off
with a rat by the dumpster.
Son of a bitch,
waiting for me to back down,
turn away and run like a scared child.
Then it dawned on me,
damn I’m almost 50 for christ’s sake.
This rat couldn’t be more than 5 maybe 6,
I don’t know, all I know is that he
was a big bastard.
Slowly I picked up a chunk of concrete,
there was the sound of the Valkyrie drowning out the noise of the scum dripping from the walls.
in a frenzy of fear,
lit a cigarette,
then it occurred to me,
he was a family man ,
just like me.
God damn it!
He’s like me,
I’m like him,
we’re all in this muck hole together.
I dropped the concrete and asked the rat for a smoke.
He obliged without saying a word.
We turned our backs to each other, and went our separate ways.