no one to bring

in waiting for the plane like Noah's ark, explaining your occupation was a must. 
i showed them pictures of me in the military and convinced them i was a contender 
in the next Olympics. 
next, i showed them a picture of me riding a bike lying down, working the pedals 
of the giant front wheel with my hands. 
there were only so many seats available to the new world... having a talent was a 
plus... 
they turned my case over to blondie. 
she explained that if i were to switch my ticket to Cirrus Air i would be eligible 
for an extra free ticket, but would have to stay overnight and wait for tommorrow's 
flight. 
"if you wait... you can take your girl with you and start a new life," she said... 
"i don't have a girl," was my reply. 
"well that's sad," she said with a pouty sort of put on expression. 
getting frustrated i snapped: "look!, 
.... there is no reason to switch airlines for me, i have no one to bring!" 

suddenly sucking on my middle finger. and staring right into me with ice blue eyes 
like the big white dogs that pull sleds in the arctic... 
she whispered, "you can bring me" ...... 

completely shocked, she quit her airline job on the spot, 
i gave her the extra free ticket, and we shared the free hotel room, 
she taught me the icelandic alphabet, and demanded i type it on her... 
luggage tags. 

we ended up in Amsterdam instead of London. 
went to parties crashed by police with paddy wagons. 
hid in abandoned haunted houses etc . 
the raves were incredible. just us and neon ghosts, who showed us that acid 
grew on these little plants that glowed neon also... 
days turned to weeks, 
weeks to months 
and now: 

these were the best days of our lives, and 
who could have imagined: 
"our own blockbuster underground black comedy fast action sitcom " 

one episode in our last season: last scene: 
staring at the bright stars on the roof with blondie, 
overlooking the bright lights of the city... 
; talking backwards,; wooing her with short stories involving abstract math, 
; holding hands, 
and feeling electric pass between fingers, (seeing and hearing also) 

life seemed to finally mean something, 
stepping stones leading to some strange gods' hands melting our souls inside out, 
and tieing them together in one big royal blue ribbon... 
i suppose that 
one day there's just no turning back... 

the new world had rings like saturn, the air was marshmellow flavored but only 
slightly... 
we thought of the life we left behind, 
and laughed out loud.