connection
in Delhi,
Joe,
keeps texting me on
WhatsApp,
telling me
that he hasn't
received
the cash for my latest
shipment
of prednisone,
and Rogaine,
and some sort of ED gel.
Joe, i say to him.
you know i'm good for
the dough.
i sent it nine weeks ago.
i suspect someone
between
the States
and India has opened
up the package and swiped
your money.
you must send it again, he
says,
pleading.
my boss is going to fire me.
sorry, i tell him.
but i sent it, swear to God.
and by the way,
what's the deal
on that jelly stuff.
it looks like strawberry jam
Smucker's maybe.
what's the ETA
on that stuff?
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