dont forget these are the good days

life in the city is about new money not old death. i stagger slowly out of bed in the morning. a bed on the floor. a strong man feeling his body tire and strengthen, tire and strengthen. a gulp of water. a kiss on her cheek before doing the crossword puzzle on my phone. a kiss on her cheek cuz i can give her millions once she wakes up. which shouldn't be long, what with the bulldozers and cement trucks starting to roar next door.