I. Kitchen
Jill was screaming I can’t believe you don’t trust
me! So I screamed right back: “Do you think you can buzz
the town with Mary Beth Simmons? Go to some party
with rich fraternity boys whose idea of rain
is pouring beer off a balcony? Don’t give me some story
about the library, child. It’s not even in the money.”
II. Water Cooler
We all know they will never pay us the money
that we’re worth. We have no reason to trust
their good intentions. Every spring the same story:
If sales and profits are good... and every fall their favorite buzz-
words: market share redistribution. They throw us hope, then rein
it back. We work hard. Why don’t they do their part?
III. Car Pool
Don’t get me started. I mean it. Neither party
is worth scraped shoe-gum. They spend all of our money
on one thing: wrecking opponents to get re-elected. It could rain
hundred-dollar bills in downtown Dallas and they wouldn’t trust
the luck. Somebody’d yell for a special commission. Start people buzzing
about heisted cloud banks. Then you know what’s in store.
IV. Coffee Shop
No, the photography was beautiful but the love story
just too unbelievable. All this parting
and getting back together. And when he buzzed
her at the office and said I need some money
for Barry’s encephalogram, come on. How could she be so trusting?
The final shot was pure schmaltz—on a bridge, kissing, in the rain.
V. Bus Stop
Can you believe how hard it’s been raining?
I’ll have water lapping the second story
in another day. And the wind! I got my house trussed
tighter than a bank teller at a Brinks’ job, partly
because I can’t afford to lose any windows again. They’re big money.
The weatherman called for sun. You believe that? Guy’s dumb as a buzzard.
VI. Bar
Did you see Yablonski’s three-pointer at the buzzer
last night? Cooper’s eighty-yard punt return in the rain?
The way Frisco holed that twenty-footer for eight skins—biggest money
putt ever on the PGA tour? Hey, I heard they’re going to close the store
on Appleman up in Chicago. It’s been no party
coaching that crew. Never knew who to trust.
VII.
And what if the local buzz targets your story?
Don’t worry. Remember, rain and parties
always end. That’s the money you should trust.
