Start it Up

(I realize this joint is kind of a weird read... so even though it's late, here is the disclaimer:  I don't remember my dreams at night but parts seep into my conscious and are reenacted through daydreams)

I grabbed the gun and there's only three shots left... three of them out there I think, so I better makes these next my best. Ever.

I woke up this morning 3 minutes before the alarm... Can't have those three minutes back if I chose. Could smack the snooze bar and burrow back in these pillows I suppose. 10 minutes later...up at the tune... Now that's more like it, no need to deprive the alarm clock of its due.  Rolled into the shower, standing directly under the water. Let it marinate, shampoo and soap can wait. Hear a noise from the room and its gone just as soon. Then its back..it's my phone, can I make it? Can I make it to? Flip flops.. bathroom door..stub my toe.. fell to the floor.  Back up... grab the phone "one missed call" and they're gone. Back to the shower, about half an hour later feeling like I could play one on one with the snooze bar again. Check my phone, the missed caller left me like 6 or 7 bbms:
 "I had a dream and you were in it (embarrassed emoticon), we were catching a train and it was heading to Sweden (huh emoticon).  We ordered chicken and biscuits..." On the train???
"...and you stole my strawberry jelly (angry emoticon). I stole a piece of your chicken and I whispered 'in mah belllllayy' (devilish emoticon).  Right after that, the train jumped a track and we were leaning over the side of a bridge. People were falling, kids were screaming and you...you  were finishing your chicken. You licked the fingers of your left hand, grabbed my arm with your right and said 'ever danced with the devil under a pale moonlight? (Eyes rolling emoticon) ' More screaming, more falling, God, Mama, Allah calling and such, then right before the train hit ground...I woke up (Big hug emoticon).  Reg.E what do you think that means????"
Straight faced emoticon. Put my phone in my pocket and got dressed to leave.
Threw a pen in my pocket because I have to deposit... a check into the atm... and their pens are usually filled with that invisible ink. My nephew left his swiss army knife by the sink ...so I'll drop that off after I go to the store. Should I take the train or drive?  Couldn't tell by her dream if we finished alive... sooooo...Hopped in Tonka said a prayer and started her up.  As she got warm I found a playlist to put on...appropriate enough Genius list of likes to Vroom Vrroooomm "Start it Up."  Should I go to the bank by the store or the one closer to my nephew?  I'll probably OD in the store and the bank closes at noon... so GPS find me a way to a Chase on Lexington .  Beating the wheel like its my drum to Banks verse on Start it Up. "I’m passing all them, pullover and hit the hazards on em
the ratchets on ‘em, wanna pay my dues, now it’s back to ballin sumthin sutmthin Dikembe, Patrick, Mourning." He coulda did a little more with that Hoyas reference, still a dope verse...hence Genius preference.  Turn the music down start freestyling cause I'm alone: "I'm heading to the bank, quarter tank, God thanks.  listening to Banks corner of my eyes see a skank, guy in front of me curly fro like Carlton Banks...deposit this check I can't wait, spend the money on a date or a sweater even better..."ohhhhh snap son! I should be recording this, I'm my own Genius list.  Now let's find a parking spot, oh there's one...Carlton Banks just snatched it up.  Around the corner and twice more...a Lady pulls out and I'm in..out the door. 4 minutes on the meter and I don't need a second more. Inside the bank and at the atm insert my card and punch in my pin: "This atm cannot dispense cash at the moment." Suck my teeth and snatch my card out ferocious!  I'll deposit the check at the teller and tell her give me cash....be out in a flash. Yea right....geeeeeeeeoooooooooooood look at the line. Everybody and their moms is here at the same time. Deep breath... monopoly on the Touch: "Would you like to buy Reading Railroad?" Hell yea, stank you smelly much.  Long line always make me have to potty... asked the dude in front to hold my place, asked the old as dust guard where the bathroom was and went where he pointed cause I didn't understand a word he sprayed.  Asked for the news.... Is the bathroom door number one or is it number two?  Through door number one and down a long hallway, bunch of closed offices, I think this was the wrong way. Turn around to head back and I hear 5 quick shots "paat-paat-paat-paat-paat" I dropped to the floor, oh boyyyyyy what's goin on??" Crawl to the door and lock it and sat up against the wall. Heard a few steps, and then another "paat-paat" and a body drop to the floor- head and shoulders fell against the door. People screaming, glass breaking and I look around for a window. Must be in the middle of this building where they don't pee or get ventilation, and out there sounds like Rambo.  Someone's by the door: "I think he's dead...no pulse"  another voice loudly from across the floor "of course he's dead, look how old he is and your scared-ass shot him extra close."
"He's was going to his waist, I did what I had to."
"Probably for his inhaler...you didn't have to shoot.  Aye teller, what's behind this door?"
"Nothing that area on the weekend is closed."
He jars at the knob and I'm watching it move. If this dude comes in here I'm Chuck Norrissing him in his neck and I'm gonna piss on him too.  Nothing. He goes away. They are really robbing this place...indeed.  This is straight out of a movie...you have GOT to be kidding me.  "No silent alarms...give me your cells, jewelry and charms. You take us to the safe and hurry up time is money and we have neither to waste" Take out my Touch..monopoly again...down to my last 30 bucks: "You've been elected Chairman of the Board, pay every player fifty...pay up!" Damn you Chance!! Damn you. Put the touch in pants and scraped my hand. Ouch damn what was that? My nephews stupid knife almost sliced me bad. Hmmm- my nephews stupid knife almost sliced me bad. Rushed red with courage, somebody colored me Badd!  I could sneak out there while they're in the back... Gotta take them a few to unload the vault. I could play possum, then sneak up behind 'em and slice their throat. Its not a movie Reg...and you were only a white belt no matter what the Sensei said. I gotta do something, there's only two of them maybe three...but more importantly I really have to pee. Unlock the door and creek it open a bit... the body's leaned and slides so I quietly drag it in. Its the security guard...poor old man. He was reaching for his inhaler...ha ha haaa that's wrong. Hold up...what's this on his hip...a six-shooter?? He was packing all along. Take his gun out the holster and I hear the voices from outside. "You take the money to the van, you start it up and I'll wait behind. Soon as the van is started I'll set the timer and we out."
Timer??? Nah son, nah.  Take a peak in the cylinder and there's only three bullets in. You was buckin' old man?? You was gettin' it in? That's wassup.

I grabbed the gun and there's only three shots left... three of them out there I think, so I better makes these next my best. Ever.

Said a quick prayer..."God give me the strength, bless my aim and forgive these men...forgive me also for what I'm 'bout to do them." Felt a rush to my hands of heat through to my fingertips... Took a deep breath and held it in... Everything was silent- heart beat in slow motion....Bust out the door and stayed low to the floor...they looked towards, gun raised: "what was that??!!  Over there on the floor" "paat-paat-paat"

I exhaled... Let that deep breath go. Rolled over on my back...hand on my chest real slow..... That's wassup. So I sat up.  Arms over my knees... looked around at the patrons and the employees and the three newly cold bodies...  Everybody's eyes on me like "who in the Sam Hill is this???"
I sigh..."do any of you know where the bathroom is?"