MIKE

by Marc Carver

A man got right in my face and started to ask me questions.
I let him ask his questions and told him nothing
after five minutes he got it all out of his system
then i finished what i was doing and went up to him.
I had seen the look in his eyes before
someone looking for trouble.
"Hey Mike, take it easy there. I recommend a few whiskeys before you come down."
"You do, do you."
I looked into his eyes again but the fight had left him.
"I sure do Mike, i sure do and besides that
avoid work."