Thursday, April 16, 2009

Let's wash the dishes

let's fill the sink
sud up the soap
break out the new sponges.
Yea, there's beer in the fridge
is that what you asked me?
No, it's cool, turn it back up.

i dunno, bluegrass just brings me back to places, ya know?
PBRs at PBR with a bottle of shine around a fire
It's a pizza place, Pizza By the River
on the banks of the Nantahala in West Carolina
artichokes, black olives and a lotta laughs.
Twas the best of times, was the worst of times.
Remembering it, man, thats what makes it all worth it.

No, it's cool, I actually like doing the dishes.
Do you have memories like that?

Can you hear me?
Oh. Sorry.

Who was that?

Oh.

Yea. No. That's cool.

Nah, I'm gonna stay in. Ya know, do the dishes.

Yea. No problem. Thanks for coming out with me.

Ok.


I wonder what happens after the dishes are done.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

So have the dishes gotten washed?

Anonymous said...

You seem to have a indescribable talent to write, and write well...but why such a dark and bitter view...I know its dark sometimes but why always??