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We Comin’ Rougher (Immigraniada)(Carpe get yer shit together)
Sitting watching Marek and Anrils set up an xbox. Now I need to set the moment.
I had just drifted off to sleep, be generous saying ninety minutes.
When suddenly my restless slumber was interrupted by a tapping, it was a Latvian, softly rapping at my bedroom window
Hastily throw some clothes on
"You ready work?"
The fuck
It's five AM
Now if this is just simulation, I am still pixelated
Rob the Polish fucking burglar face offers me a line
(strange, when the fuck did he get here
With out thinking i sniff snaff snuff it (need to kick that fucking shit)
Head to the bathroom, splash some water on my face.
Not that I don't recognise the mirror, just.. Still pixelated so no time to recollect
Walking to Anrils car, still no fucking clue what is going on, we could be disposing of a dead body for all i know
Marek
"blud"
After this weekend no more drugs ok
"yea blud"
Rob has fucked off, to wherever it is burglar faced people go at these hours
Sitting in Anrils car, Marek explains in his best chinglish, that we are going to his work, you drive a van, pick stuff up and fill the van up, after take it to the warehouse you finished. You work whenever you want.
Walking in the warehouse, everyone starts laughing, apparently at me for wearing me sunnies inside.. Dont give a fuck. The boss asks if I have a license
Yea
"OK you start tomorrow"
Shit that was surreal
Leaning on Anrils car smoking a coffin nail, a guy comes up, shakes Mareks hand,
Shakes mine.. Alright mate
."Australia?"
Yeah mate
He laughs
"a Lithuanian a Latvian and an Australian in bloody Britain"
Back at the house, sitting on the couch.
Anrils pulls out a fat spliff, sparks it up, passes it to me
"now we celebrate for work tomorrow"
After a few laps passed around the three of us
You guys are going to have to teach me some Latvian, so we can converse in three languages
Latvian, English and Latvish
We all laugh
I had just drifted off to sleep, be generous saying ninety minutes.
When suddenly my restless slumber was interrupted by a tapping, it was a Latvian, softly rapping at my bedroom window
Hastily throw some clothes on
"You ready work?"
The fuck
It's five AM
Now if this is just simulation, I am still pixelated
Rob the Polish fucking burglar face offers me a line
(strange, when the fuck did he get here
With out thinking i sniff snaff snuff it (need to kick that fucking shit)
Head to the bathroom, splash some water on my face.
Not that I don't recognise the mirror, just.. Still pixelated so no time to recollect
Walking to Anrils car, still no fucking clue what is going on, we could be disposing of a dead body for all i know
Marek
"blud"
After this weekend no more drugs ok
"yea blud"
Rob has fucked off, to wherever it is burglar faced people go at these hours
Sitting in Anrils car, Marek explains in his best chinglish, that we are going to his work, you drive a van, pick stuff up and fill the van up, after take it to the warehouse you finished. You work whenever you want.
Walking in the warehouse, everyone starts laughing, apparently at me for wearing me sunnies inside.. Dont give a fuck. The boss asks if I have a license
Yea
"OK you start tomorrow"
Shit that was surreal
Leaning on Anrils car smoking a coffin nail, a guy comes up, shakes Mareks hand,
Shakes mine.. Alright mate
."Australia?"
Yeah mate
He laughs
"a Lithuanian a Latvian and an Australian in bloody Britain"
Back at the house, sitting on the couch.
Anrils pulls out a fat spliff, sparks it up, passes it to me
"now we celebrate for work tomorrow"
After a few laps passed around the three of us
You guys are going to have to teach me some Latvian, so we can converse in three languages
Latvian, English and Latvish
We all laugh
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