reading in the garden with a cup of tea catching up on some old tomes, spectacles in place some weeds caught my eye so i got up to pluck them the grandkids showed up and wanted to play i took them to a movie; family friendly; caught a few zzz’s in my seat
the rail is a quiet bird it does not rail against others is thin as a rail may sit on a rail practices honesty like all birds but crows and cuckoos lives in broad marshes not a broad-minded bird but doesn’t go off the rails or touch the third rail for birds: cat fighting
“Did we go? I remember we were smoking and drinking in the car.”
“This is your second blackout drunk. You’d better get help.”
“Jeez. I can’t remember anything at all. What happened?”
“You had quite a night.”
“Come on, spill the beans. What happened?”
“Check your phone.”
“Wait a second… Is that me?”
“Taking a curtain call.”
“I’m… I’ve got nothing. Tell me.”
“They asked for volunteers from the audience to form a Greek chorus. You were the first one up on the stage. They handed out copies of the script.”
“Holy cow, a Greek chorus… What is a Greek chorus?”
“A cross between narrator and cheerleaders, the way you guys did it. You, though, you were twice as loud as any of the others but it wasn’t a bad thing. Your voice was so deep and low… You found a whole other register. It just stood out and you sounded like you meant it, like you were about to break out and take the whole thing over the top. I was holding my breath and then the applause and cheering started.”
“My God. Grass and booze did all that and all I get for it is a headache?”