this morning #465.

this morning, the first verse of the national anthem kept repeating in his head as he sat on his front porch sipping coffee & watching his neighbor’s oversized american flag bluster in the wind. “at the twilight’s last gleaming” made him think of that late-80’s skateboarding movie with christian slater. he recalled going to the the theaters with his first real girlfriend during his freshman year of high school to see it. frosted tips. slater’s snarky affect. he felt like punching him. his girlfriend fell in love. when heathers came out a few months later, she was hellbent on seeing it, so they went. by the time the movie was over, it was forever sealed in his mind. fuck christian slater.