Lifted Boots on Lawton

Scwhap! I scrape the rim of my black sedan on the curb. Taking note of the 6 things I need to carry up 3 flights of stairs I step out of the car.

I place the key in the door lock and I move to the passenger side. Door open I place wine in backpack. I put backpack on. I nab water bottle in my left hand, with the same hand I grasp 2 grocery bags. My right hand strokes a medium sized cardboard box. Sliding the box along the black leather seat I move to cradle it with my left paw. The door slams shut swung by my right forearm swirling me away from the car.

The buzz door at base level is cracked.

Footage: Hayden Von Almen

3 short spirals later I unload my glory. Meats pies olive oils, decadence pours from the package.

Entranced I give thanks for the bounty.

EcoFoam packaging bubbles and froths streaming down the shower drain. I marvel.

Selections of delicacy are made. Small oohs at this taste, try this is uttered a remarkable number of times. Gifts bestowed I ride the laurels of giving. A pedestal appears where the milk crate was.

Concoctions of tobacco and Santa Maria are drinken. Belched in to the night a haze drifts down Lawton St.

Out of the haze drifts Pat. It cannot be said what he wore. Gangly legs stamped the street. Stray feet in search of travel companions. Step after step Pat stalked. A shock tore through Pat's flesh.

He stopped.

Ceasing Pat's momentum requires divine interference. Eyes screwed shut Pat flows along the cosmic river.

A raven caws overhead.

Returning to this realm Pat finds a key in his hand. A key in the door lock of a black sedan.

Seated in the drivers seat Pat surveys. Eyes and hands work in synchronicity. Compartment behind his calves, wallet, cards, $22 cash. Glove compartment, Parliaments ... Pat hates Parliaments.

Revolving his head to the rear Pats eyes spy 4 surfboards. Pats hands grasp the prize. Directly behind the drivers seat perched on a pair of slippers and sandals on the floorboard rests the boots. Pats 10 fingers pull the boots to his lap.

Pat thanks God.

Pat slides past the haze down Lawton. Pat gives a squirrel the keys.

"Size 10 would you believe it"

Pat Laughs

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