Dysfunctions

G e r a r d

I’m too drunk to drive,
But that never
Stopped me
Before.

Frank sits in the passengers
Seat, an amused smile
Tampering his lips.

I keep my eyes
Focused on the
Winding road.

The last thing
I want is to die
In a crash and
Leave Mikey
Alone to meet
The same fate
Soon enough.

Oh what a world.
What sick world.
What a helpless word.
What a joke.

After a few minutes
Of sloppy turns
And a whirling road
I finally pull
In my drive way.

We’ve gone at least
An hour,
That had to be enough
For Mikey
To do whatever it is
He wanted to do,
Right?

I Hope
So.

I open my door and
Stand up,
The world around
Me blurry
From all the vodka
I’ve downed tonight.

I decide not to
Go in just yet
So I light a cigarette and
Lean against my car.

“Can I get a Light?”
I hear Frank
Say suddenly
Next to me
An unlit cigarette
Between his lips.

“Yeah…”
I say
Putting the
Lighters flame
To the tip of his
Cigarette.

“Thanks.”
He smiles,
Blowing out a
Cloud of white.

We stand against
The car in silence
Looking at the flickering
Street lights and the
Strands of smoke in
The air.

Once both our
Cigarettes where
Out I start to
The door.

I take out my key and
Slide it in the slot,
Before turning it
And opening the door
To the dark house.

“Mikey?”
I call out.

“Yeah?”
He says,
His voice close.

I turn my head to
The couch to see
Him sitting there.

His phone screen
The only thing lighting
Up his face.

“Use that thing
To order a pizza Mikey.”
I say looking at the clock.
It’s almost 11 pm so
Some place still has to be
Open.

“Great,
I’m starving.”
I hear Frank speak
Behind me,
Making me cringe lightly.

I turn around
And face him.

“Oh Frank,
It getting kind of late,
Isn’t time for you to
Be getting home?” I ask,
Looking at him.

“Frank’s staying the
Night Gee.” Mikey says,

Perfect.
“Okay, then get an
Extra-large Mikey,
And you’re eating at
Least a slice.”

I sigh walking out of
The living room in to my room
And flop on my bed.

My head is running
In circles and I honestly
Don’t feel like doing
Much of anything right now.

I’ve spent my night
Drinking with a 16
Year old and letting
My brother do who
Knows what in my
House. I’m not a
Good brother.
I’m not a good
Adult ether.

I’m hardly a good person.
I’m just moving threw
Life and dealing with what
Ever comes my way with
Little to no care for myself.

I need help.
I need my mom.


Sooner than later
The pizza comes and
Mikey pokes his
Head in my room to get me.

I follow him out to the
Couch and look at
The TV.

“What is this shit?”
I ask looking
At the trashy reality
Show on the TV.

“I dunno,
Some hilarious
TV show with
The world’s tannest
Bimbo and doushiest
Gym rat.” Frank says from
Next to, smiling up at me.

I can’t help but let out
A little laugh,
“Well fuck that”
I say grabbing the
Remote.
“I’m putting on a horror
Movie.”

Mikey comes and
Sits next to me,
“Yay, What movie?”
He says, handing me
And Frank a plate.

“Nightmare on Elm Street one or two?”
I ask, looking at what’s on TV.

“One.” Mikey and Frank say
At the same time.

I nod and put it on,
Opening the pizza box
And taking a piece
For me and one for Mikey.

I put the slice on his plate
And look at him.
Surprisingly he smiles.
“Thanks.”

Maybe this night won’t
Be so bad after all.

Notes

Wow its been 10 years. Sorry.
But New Chapters. They're both short but the net is almost done so look out for it.

-phobias