If there's a wasp in the window above your bed, buzzing and banging against the glass, he's probably doing the job of waking you up.

Drag the old arm up to look at the watch, but your scratched and broken glasses are on the trunk. Out of reach.

It turns out just an hour later than the morning before when you fell out of the saddle in a 42 degree pissing mist, praising the yard light of the old homestead.

Before you rode down in the fog, the night had been typical: A pint, 4 hours of kindly nodding, calling the wife at midnight and having her not answer, sneaking a beer in the cooler, falling in love three or maybe four times and then after nearly punching a guy with Aspberger's, having to hide in the kitchen where you flipped off the cook and laughed and again snuck some whiskey. This is what you do for work now. The money is good.

Over and home filling up a quart Mason of water to set on the trunk, and trying to read Bolano but the goddamn sun's coming up and the crows are laughing. Roosters crow. Crows laugh. It's a mystery.

Some sleep, and then the stairs, the rain, the bicycle. Stop for coffee and a half-rack of Kusshi and warm beans. A tall glass of Pils. The people know you at the counter, but you're dripping water everywhere and hunched over the phone, so nobody bothers. Your secret project is right across the street and you almost tell the Chef that he's going to be seeing a lot more of you soon. As soon as the money comes together. But as we all know, loose lips sink ships. Especially poor people whose ships are more like a bunch of milk jugs just lashed together with whatever.

Let's go back to work. order, make juice, hump a few boxes around and talk shit with the line cooks. Trip on a mat. Four Advil is now the going rate to get through a shift. Manager meeting at the Magic meeting place to get warm.

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Say this for five hours.

God, I'm finished and done. There's a bottle of Double Wood what I pulled down. Give us a tall can. Set it on the counter.

Trouble. I don't want to talk about the government anymore. Just to the wife and the bed. It's Saturday night, for fuck's sake and we've had it.

Bumping Wasp has waked us up. I'd kill the bastard but I need coffee. I hear the furnace running and the boys playing with their cars downstairs.

November is on us.