PEARL HARBOR REDUX
You are washing dishes in your apartment.
A friend is sitting behind you
at a very small kitchen table.
You talk back and forth.
When you finish the dishes
and turn around she is gone.
That's weird. You check the bathroom.
Not there. The bedroom, no.
You look out the front door
there is no one in the street.
You go back to the kitchen
see a pan on the stove unwashed.
It's quite greasy requires a Brillo pad.
When you finish your friend has returned.
But she looks completely different,
she has had her breasts enlarged.
You are astounded, shocked almost.
You ask her some questions.
Did you talk about this with anyone?
It's my body. Yes, I understand but
most implants are silicone and can leak
sometimes poisoning internal organs.
Are they silicone? That's my business.
You can't stop looking at them,
search for a distraction. A shoelace
keeps coming undone you double tie it.
When you look up she's gone again.
You need to get out for a walk,
a long walk to an unfamiliar part of town.
Your feet and knees start to hurt
so you take a bus to a friend's house,
climb wooden steps to the second floor.
The door is open you walk in.
No one is around and you start to leave,
then you hear some loud giggling.
In the hallway a bedroom door is ajar.
You peek through the framed space.
The friend who had the breast enlargement
and current occupant are in bed together.
You are even more incredulous.
They disliked each other a great deal.
You feel like calling out to them
but instead walk backwards down
the hallway and out the front door.
You wander for a couple of blocks
then stop at a tea house, sit in the corner
The waitress asks what you want to drink.
You respond, just a class of water.
This is a tea house you have to drink tea.
We have over a hundred different varieties.
You don't feel like drinking tea so you leave.