Friday, September 15, 2006

A Chance Encounter

Angela an actress.
5 years, 3 husbands, 2 divorces, a $4m alimony.

Vic a baseball card collector.
The last hot dinner 5 months ago.

The current boyfriend 9 years her junior.
Just signed up for Pulp Fiction 2.

He wrestled in back alleys - $15 guaranteed.
Most spent on baseball cards and broken limbs.

She wrecked his enfield.
Was booked for DUI.

Oh. She wrecked the enfield with him on it.
Ouch another broken rib.

3 months 2 weeks 3days 4 hours.
Time for a courtesy visit - courtesy AA rehab.

She went to him.
Flowers and all.

Her fragrance was Escada.
Floored him like nothing else.

She's now with husband number 4.
Shelved - Pulp Fiction 2.

He's now worth $10000 a fight.
Most spent on Angela the wife.


-Mairaj Zindran

3 comments:

The Neverknown said...

haha... dude u leave me speechless with little stuff in between. i beg to differ with u coz i still find one of your other poems ur best yet. but can't take anything away from this one. hard-hitting, realistic to the core, GREAT wording. all-in-all it's just not another brick in the wall :)

Abhijeet said...

mindblowin as usual...keep it coming dude!!

Anonymous said...

yummy... this was great