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Today, in the parking lot of a PayLess Shoe store I saw Bono. He looked kind of seedy. In fact, when I first saw him walking towards me I was joking in my head, saying things like, “Hey, look, here comes Bono in the PayLess parking lot.” And then, when he came closer, sure as fuck, it was Bono, black jeans, leather jacket, goggles and all. He also had on a pair of Pony hi-tops, the kind with the puffy foam tongue. He wore them unlaced and his jeans were tucked into the open tops of his hi-tops. And as he passed me he stopped and waved an arm, gesturing off towards the nicoteen yellow smoke spewing off some out of control wildfire ravaging a distant ridgeline.
He pointed and he said, “One day, this whole fucker is gonna burn.” Then he hucked his empty BigGulp cup into traffic and kept on walking.
That Bono, he’s deep.
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IM DIRECTING THIS F*CKING MOO-VAY!
As I was going up the stairs, I met a man who wasn't there. He wasn't there again today, I wish I wish he'd go away .
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