ESSEX BEFORE PARIS:
Woke on the bus, parked between random wheels, 7:00am, pulling bags
to another taxi rank, cold drivers watch, agitated by our anarchy,
texting alone over cigarettes outside branded buses, uniforms,
unshaven, grunt as I chirp “good morning” out’ve habit, spit back out
into the world, alone again, compass pointing home.
(K)
We are looking forward to an epic night Thursday in Paris big man….they aren’t much chirpier but Casion de Paris will be!