I Choose To Trust
Don’t share taxi cabs
for they will catch you
like the men in that movie
fear filled shit
the two Greek men in a blue taxi
see me standing in the heat
waiting
where are you going?
one demands in a way you will only understand if you understand Greek men
golden beach
get in
And I sit in the back on white leather seats
as Hoizer plays
while the smell of spinach pies drifts in between my nostrils
and he pops his gum loudly with confidence
and the man beside him is silent
I choose to trust
there are the ugliest of humans in this world
and humans who will light your heart on fire if you just choose to just trust
we get there faster
if we trust.