700

his friend was a skywriter
he said, you know the kind
yeah, with the smoke
well, it’s not technically smoke
yes, of course it’s not
his friend wrote in the clouds
that’s a pathetic way to say it,
somebody should tell him that

he told his friend
it’s a good way to kill ghosts
to marry all the women, men
a man could ever want
I’m doing something important
except for the ads
the advertisements I could do without
right, you’re a glorified sign spinner

“do you cry in the shower those days?”
or is just a coffee
that you accidentally put under the head
one or the other?

sometime he tells his friend
he writes
“I’m sorry I didn’t laugh at your jokes
I’m sorry this is what I do to make money
I’m sorry I don’t make money
I’m sorry I never asked
it’s just a job
with artistic merit -”
that last part, utter shit

I’m not aware this is 700
is this 700?

last night
I told a bartender to fuck off
asked too many questions to a man
with a beer at one in the morning
the skywriter, you know