COLD

The story told and then forgotten.   As hell is short to come I wonder can you run?  So we find our minds together in this place of words and truth.   Can you smell it I can.   So walk with me to the story I'm about to tell and please don't worry you will be ok come the end of the day.

The call made late that Thursday and the question was the same.   Are we still on for Fryday?  The answer never changes darn straight.   The morning is not to wake me as the thought of the lady the sea has her way with the gray that I keep.   We set to the day .   Please excuse me my name is Steven and his Ron.   So as to start agian.   The wind was strong and to blow north to noreast a little strange for that place on earth at that time of day.   Yet as it would be we made it safly agian only green no friggen alto.  

Funny yet worth the time spent as we don't need to ask what is next.   Unload start the barby and get a beer.   You watch the fire I will water the grass.   No I think not the last time you just wen't arround the corner and I found you when they threw you out of the place.   This time you watch the fire and I will water the grass.   I just know when I finish he will be found sitting arround the fire with a lady or two and has fed them my dinner.


Ok now it is time to sack out see in the morning Ron did you set the clock?   Sure its on don't worry about it.   The same old thing as I check no clock set so I do it this time once agian.   Early the time clock in my head is to wake me..   Up up gourdo come on Ron we have a boat to catch..   He grumbles and rumbles at last to his feet.   Damn friend lets go as we are burning time.Relaxe Flaco he memers under his breth.

I almost forgot one more tole in and one more when we wan't to go back to his yard.   He drove so I get to pay for the toles today.   As to the drive I would love to take one of those blinking red lights home as the tear of three they are older than me.   I won't tell if you don't.  

At last the street on the right down to the corner I have seen a few times pass the fishmarket and to dock.   The parking is strange when you first come to this place yet I would offer a clue don't bring your fine car drive the one that already has a dent or two.

Back to the story of truth.   We punched eachother and said hello are you ok,  with just a handshake.   Now we walk the dock to the boat and it is nearly twelve.   Off we are and fast to play in the lady the sea I ponderd the reason yet what the hell we are game,   About fifty miles out I could tell easy that the lady was not happy and hell she would offer the day.   My friend just said what the heck I love to sleep anyway and wen't back to the bunk.   Man I could not do that.   The troffs were higher than the mast and then what the hell a roge wave was to play to the day .   It turned her hard enough that she dumped the live well and men that should have never came were to fear for life itself.

What the hell I'm on vacation relaxe have a good time.   My legs with bruses my mind full of thought.   My soul asking why on earth did you come.   Yet my gray sayes that was great save some money so we can go agian.   We make it back to the border and agian they ask the same questions yet this time eggs or ok yet milk is not so they take from the cooler the apples and eggs and then after a time spent they say ok and you can go now.

So to those that road the ride with me.   You my friends of mystery can now sleep and if and when I take jurny agian I will let you know.


                                                                                                    THE END.