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[sid] => 170639
[catid] => 1
[aid] => mick
[title] => Executive Privilege
[time] => 2012-02-04 14:11:15
[hometext] => A panhandler invites an executive and won't take NO for an answer
[bodytext] => Spare change - the panhandler looks up Wistful, sad, filthy, curious, as gleaming black shoes pass by, stop and return "I hope this helps" say the voice belong to the shoes An alley between office buildings, cold damp day Well dressed silver haired executive type, pinstriped suit, mid 50s, silk tie, white shirt and polished shoes, briefcase, Rolex hands the dollar to the panhandler Panhandler looks executive up and down and points “Lemme ask you, sir, if I may. Are those fine shoes Italian?” The Executive, surprised and smiles “Yes, Ferragamo”. The panhandler is deadly serious “Take them off and give them to me. And those pretty socks, too. You’ve had em long enough” Executive (laughing) Barefoot in a pinstriped suit? I can’t go back to my office in my bare feet. And my wife won’t like it if I give away these expensive shoes. The panhandler, thoughtful, Quit your big shot job and leave your wife.” The silver haired executive, nervous, smiling, sees the serious, angry panhandler face “No, I love my wife and my job and my life and my shoes” Turns to leave, the panhandler grabs a silk socked ankle with iron strength “Listen to me Mister High and Mighty” “Time for a new life for you here on the streets. Now untie those shoes and step out of them. I want you barefoot. Understand? BAREFOOT! Panhandler unties one shoe, reaches up under the trouser leg to find the top of his sock "Your new life starts today. Karma time. I am your messenger. I will show you how. Never mind the job, office, car, wife, money, shoes, suit" Dirty fingers find the top of the black dress sock Executive, furious, frightened, stumbles “ Are you crazy? Let go. You’re pulling my sock down! You’ll REALLY have me barefoot if you don’t let go!” Shudders with disgust as his sock is peeled off Executive stumbles, slips, one gleaming polished Italian shoe is plucked off One silk socked executive foot, he tries to stand Panhandler yanks the sock off, one naked white size ten Again he stands, panhandler pulls off the other shoe and sock Deserted side street between office buildings Executive looks around, desperate, nervous, panic rising "That's better" the panhandler says "Barefoot in a pinstriped suit Size tens! Never mind the shoes and socks" Executive, horrified. “I’m barefoot! Give me my shoes and socks!” Panhandler grabs one pinstriped arm, pulls hard Executive spins around, slides down next to him Beautiful business suit on damp, muddy concrete Wallet, keys falls out, executive’s wind is gone as he falls heavily Panhandler grabs briefcase, shoes, socks, wallet, keys "NO!" Executive yells. Hand reaches, panhandler pushes away "Won't be needing these - not now. Not ever" he sneers Stuffs everything into shoes, Watches traffic, A garbage truck filled with trash cans. Throws it all. Through the air. Aim perfect. Executive, broke, barefoot, tries to rise Watches his possessions drop into the trash Shoes are buried in the trash. Keys vanish. Truck starts "NO!" yells the executive. "STOP the truck!" He crawls on all fours Panhandler holds his ankle, open briefcase, wind picks up Papers fly. No car, no keys, bare white feet sticking out From under pinstriped cuffs. Homeless captor slams him down “What have you done?” Executive yells, stands up Panhandler pulls him down yet again. "STAY!" Pulls out cheap whiskey Pours the full bottle. Upside down. Blue pinstripes soaked Silk tie trashed. Silver hair reeking White shirt ruined, panhandler Strips Rolex from his wrist and places it on his own Executive stunned, shamed, horrified, Angry, filthy, transformed Stares at his naked size tens where Italian shoes Had been. What would his wife say? No conference today. Panhandler’s iron grip still Holds his naked white ankle, pulls out knife Cuts off the necktie, tears off his cufflinks “Welcome, sir, to your new life” [comments] => 3 [counter] => 267 [topic] => 65 [informant] => twriters [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => toughstuff )
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