under fire over

it's fucking Friday.
I got all my shit done.
writing, editing, phone calls.
client work, family shit, the gym. 

now I am just going to sit
and watch Avengers: Infinity War.
have a cheese and espresso.
lick the late night and let it resolve. 

Saturday, I will read poetry.
with beautiful black chicks. 
drive too far, from Queens to dreams. 
and call it a license plate.

crack my back and rot in hell.
hope to all devil dishes.
that she unblocks her blog.
so I have something to read.

if it rains, I will let it in.
because it is the only one.
that burns for me. 
without setting the world on forever.