Side Effects – A Word Sketch

“Okay, I admit it, she’s like medicine to me. I mean like she’s kind a twisted in her own world and shit, like some outta control meteor, but she’s like medicine for me, nothin’ I can do about it. Anyways, wishin’ it wasn’t so doesn’t do a thing since it’s already true.”

“Good medicine or bad?”

“Good…with side effects.”

“Everything has side effects. You wait for something without side effects you be waitin’ a long time.”

“I know it.”

“So what now?”

“You try and tell someone life runs out and not living or wasting what life you have, ’cause you never know how long a run you got, is tragic shit. Most people kind of hear it half way, like you’re talking about some movie screen character, you’re talking about something in the distance that doesn’t connect with them when it’s all kinds of connected to them.”

“What’s she like?”

“Jazz. She’s like jazz. Everything about her moves like jazz. Out of the reach of words, which is why jazz in the first place.”

“Does she know this?”

“I think maybe like that movie screen character in the distance, but not really. I think she’s like too many who buy into the message that down deep they’re nothin’ but a body that people want for sex and anything anyone says is all bullshit and pretense.”

“See? Side effects.”

“I know.”

“Love her?”


“Side effects.”


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