Est Mort?

we went to Key west for a vacation once
me and cindy.. and bryan and dani
we had been in bars all day cause it was raining
i passed out in the motel, drunk as a skunk
the next day, they woke me up, cause they were starving
since we didn’t want to spend the money on a rental car, we had rented bicycles
so, we go down the tiny road, on our bikes
and i can barely find the strength to pedal
i'm weaving, back and forth, going as slowly as you possibly can on a bike
i decide i'm too sick, so i turn around and try to ride back
the rest of them go on to lunch
i get about half way back... to the section of the road where some..... colorful locals live
i hit the curb and fell.. on the sidewalk
i was so tired and so sick, i just laid on my back, arms out, and closed my eyes
i drifted off
i wake up to a hand on my arm, i open my eyes, and its a guy with about every third tooth, and a huge afro
i open my eyes, and he says to me,
"You dead?"
not a complete sentence, or even a whole thought... just, "you dead?"
i murmured something about being fine, walked my bike the rest of the way to the hotel
I was too tired to lock up my bike so I dragged it in the room
I quickly fell hard asleep

it was great