we arrived at the Flying J Travel Plaza/Truckstop
sat in a vacant booth at the greasy spoon restaurant
Fiarria bitched up a storm about losing her fancy sandal
a redheaded waitress with a wart on her crooked nose
killed the flying gnats .. then asked for our orders
Harley Bill ordered beer for him and Fiarria
I ordered coffee for myself .. tea for Szzay
we needed something to help the anti-alien pills go down
she gave us two anti-alien pills apiece .. four for herself
Fiarria stopped bitching .. a trucker limped by .. kicked her
Harley Bill smiled and slammed the trucker against the wall
the trucker crumpled to the floor .. crawled to the corner
all of the other customers quickly got up and left
after swallowing the anti-alien pills .. Szzay and I stood up
told Harley Bill we had to go hide the cannabis sativa
agreed to meet later at the hole in the wall motel
heading for the door .. Fiarria was heard fuming again
outside I turned to Szzay .. said christ .. shook my head
I kick started my hog .. patted Szzay's metal leg
she grinned kind of goofy as we made it to Interstate 10
thank goodness *A* Mountain wasn't very far away
we took the secret trail to the underground cave
running over tumbleweeds that were blowing everywhere
made it to the hidden mouth of the cave
behind ancient boulders .. inside I hid twenty two bricks
one brick was returning with us to the rundown motel
all of us needed a good high to steady our nerves
a brick of the cannabis sativa would be perfect
the cool underground stream beckoned
Szzay and I quickly undressed and got in
ah .. the cool, clear water felt great
fired up a big doobie full of seedless buds
began blowing shotguns for Szzay
she in turn .. blew some for me
we lay back .. comfortably numb for a couple of hours
sun started to set
we slowly came out of our foggy trance
awkwardly climbed out of the cool stream
got dressed .. looked all around for aliens
headed back to meet Harley Bill and Fiarria
when we returned .. Fiarria was nowhere to be found
Harley Bill had gotten a room and was sound asleep
Szzay and I searched all over the truckstop to no avail
tired from weaving our way between the lot lizards
and limping truckers .. we decided to get a room
Copyright @ June 2011
StandingBear Part XVIIII
