surprise surprise

surprise surprise

i was unpacking 

some boxes

and bins

i had stored in

a friend's garage

for a while

and i came across 

a little box

i had hidden

and left for myself

almost a year

ago.

alas, the box

was a pack

of spirits.

wellwellwell

i'm a clever bastard

leaving a pack

of cigarettes

for myself 

to find like that.

(ha)

two or three were

gone,

apparently burnt away;

spent months ago

in some 

abandoned rundown 

carport

off of the 

main drag of that

college town

while loathing life

itself and my

inability to do 

anything right.

anyway, 

i'll slink away 

and find some 

quality time with 

my seventeen

or eighteen 

cylindrical, slim,

additive-free

friends. 

and now there's some-

one in front of me

twirling a pen around

and it's mesmerizing.