Bad Luck And Lousy Scripts
-After a line from Killing Moon by Jo Nesbo  

Of all the Tiki Bars I’ve inhabited, this is the most adored. 
Under the thatch of the lanai, my heart, 
blasted in the storm of summer’s children,
chewing on choral pedestals where sea creatures
 sun themselves in the cove.

I drank rum from a coconut through a hole bored into it,
sucking out every last bit of pulp blended with pineapple
until silky smooth and deadly.  

And I took a hand in mine
and I said something like
    – Yes –

And he said something like  
    – Yes –

And we hummed a song
    – Together – 

and the most frequently asked question in town
answered with bad luck and lousy scripts
all written at the drag show on the strip
after a couple of doubles down
and a beer goggle babe who left you hanging
and empty in the back seat of your own sedan.