Alarm blaring. (beep beep beep) Sunlight on a stained mattress What the fuck Phone buzzing He's got Three missed calls from the boss Uniforms all gross All stiff from dried come and last week’s change out Cigarettes lit in his mouth. before he even pulls up on his socks. His brains clogged with dead matter, gun smoke and hard shatter. reality of it being time for work settles in (god damn it) work sucks. But on some good luck. All stickers are gone from his company truck. His side business cards fall from his visor and land in his lap side gigs are where it's at cuz he ain't trying to share the love bitch He wants it all for himself Says “M N M air” in faded blue letters. He looks at it and starts to die laughing. (ha ha ha ha )Yeah I know im the shit nigha. Takes a gulp from the warm tall green can. It's another Monster breakfast. Subs under his tongue. methamphetamine in his lung Washed down with coffee that's still in yesterdays thermos. He palms a bar of Xanax like it's holy Communion. Crushes it up inside a 100 dollar bill sniffs up Blue dust like crust on his nose. While he’s backing down the drive His mind starts ta drown in a Daydream involving big titties. and accidentally runs over the neighbors cat and just like that shit went splat blood and guts everywhere. he screams ( FUCK U MUFFINS) He’s late again. Ten minutes (almost there) Twenty minutes.(be right there) Forty minutes. (I think I'm lost) Blames traffic.(Dude wouldn't move) Blames parts. Blames whoever isn’t him (I swear) First stop Lady in a ranch house with plastic on the couch. He barges through the front door. Tells that bitch to shut the fuck up. Her air turns on fine. Just makes a little noise. But he's low on cash and he needs the funds. so he tells the bitch "look lady it's not looking good, looks like you need a whole new system” Writes a number on the pad that makes her eyebrows jump. He reminds her summer’s coming hard, hot and creeping right around the corner while rockin a massive boner. He can c da sweat beading down her neck She shrugs n sighs. Then continues to sign the line. Asks “you take cash?”(BITCH what the fuck u think) trying to do the math in his head. Adds another 7 (HUNDO) on top. (yupppppp) He now knows what he must do. Climbs up into the attic. Tightens one screw. Loosens another. Lightly dusts off a sensor. Banging on shit trying 2 make him sound busy. He hears her attempting to ask him a question Yells back ("can't talk bitch......... got mad work to doooo") Later that day he pops off a flex line Starts peeping through a vent. She's fresh, coming straight out the shower. Tits hanging out he screams "god damn" as he's jerking his shit. He's finished now. So he heads 4 the door Leaves a smear of c men down her hallway wall Sprayed some cleaner Made it look official Leanin on the fence. Chillin Max in the shade She comes out with ice cold lemonade. "thanks...., but no thanks. what I really fuckin deserve is a sloppy ass blowjob bitch" (madd sloppy) She drops down to her knees. Starts gagging on his schlong She giggles n gags n says it so long. Just tell me when your about to finish. He said "u got it (JUST KIDDING) Just keep on sucking. and guess what. He didn't tell that hoe exploded in her throat. The bitch now covered head 2 toe in his come. As her husband comes pulling up the driveway he asks "how's it going" He says "its coming" (I mean i already came nigha) Sorry for the excuses now watch me crush 2 more monster juices Side jobs fill the gaps that his boss never sees. He’s the guy you call when nobody else picks up. Number taped to fridges up and down the county. “Good with heat” they say “shows up eventually” He’s always “on the way" always “fifteen out” Even if he did give two shits it wouldn't matter. He'd still show up with pupils like pin heads Hands steady from habit more than sober skill wheres it at bitch. Talks mad fast about compressors, coils codes and shit Stuff they'll never understand. (I'm smart) and sounds like science. (your dumb as fuck) He's trying to double part prices in his head while he talks (1 thousand 2 thousand,3 thousand BITCHHHHhh) Adds double for the labor since it’s Saturday night. They nod at him well he's nodding out. High as a kite. They're scared of sleeping in the heat. He smells their worry and it makes him come. So he triples that shit He knows every crack attic and attic ladder that creaks in three counties. He’s crawled through blown-in insulation Lungs full of asbestos but the quiet up theres the best shit it's Just him The hum of the motor. as he gets high as fuck he lays down across the joist Phone buzzes in his pocket Txt from a dealer Txt from an ex Txt from a guy with a broken minisplit answers the dealer first (Always) Flips open a fuckin junction box Stares it down like it’s a sweet pair of tits Knows which wires broken Knows which one he’ll pretend to replace He takes pictures n photoshops the fuck out of them. Makes shit look broken
