The Plot

The Plot It was after eight o`clock in the evening before it got cool enough to go for a little drive my interest the savannah like grass made golden by the falling sun, it was then I saw the eyes of lions keeping an eye on me. Lions around here are not bigger than a cat you can take one home but it scratches your furniture is untidy and bite. I had a beautiful girlfriend, let me hastily add years ago, she was intensely jealous going out with her was an ordeal I had to look at her or the table it was like she wanted to be inside of my eyes to see what I saw. One day she broke up with me and slammed the door shut, her friend came asked me to take her home since it was dark. She invited me for a coffee suspecting foul play said no thanks The day after I dried my feet on the town`s doormat took the bus down to the coast and re- joined the merchant navy. I dint’s come near the place for years. Yes, I learned then it had been a sordid little plot. It is beautiful driving around her as the shadows get longer I stop the bike and the stillness is beautiful nature doesn’t play tricks it just is and I`m not burdened by age this evening and there are no poisonous snakes here.