- It's three o'clock in the morning
and I'm driving home from a catering gig
and I'm writing a love poem in my phone
because I'm in the middle of a 365 day promise
and commitment to this woman I love
that she's gonna get a poem every day.
And every day I deliver no matter what.
Rain or shine, she gets a poem.
Some are short, some are haikus,
some are these like epic, some are really long
some are written on a leaf, some are written on my hand,
but she always gets that poem
and it's 3:00 a.m. and it's technically the next day,
but I haven't seen her all day and so
I'm gonna write this poem right now
while I'm driving home and she's gonna get it.
Put on some Miles Davis Blue In Green for some inspiration,
I'm feeling really, really, really good.
I have these great lines coming out of my phone
and I'm feeling so good, and I'm driving down the highway,
and Miles is moving me, and that's when the sirens come on.
And so I pull over, but I feel fine,
because I haven't done anything wrong.
I know I haven't done anything wrong,
I am just like high on love.
And the cop comes up to my window and he says,
have you been drinking tonight?
I go, no, not at all.
I've been writing a love poem
and I got this fat smile on my face,
I probably looked crazy, and he doesn't laugh.
And he doesn't smile and he doesn't say anything
and I try to make up for the awkwardness,
and I say, no for real, I'm writing a love poem
because I write this girl a love poem every day,
and Miles Davis is on, and do you want to read it?
You should read the poem and,
he says, sir will you step out the car?
And now, I'm starting to get a little worried because
one, I don't know why he won't read my poem
because all of this goes away if you read my poem
and two, there's a lot of racial profiling
happening in the world,
but that's okay.
So, I step out the car,
and he runs me through test, after test,
after test, this, and look at the light,
and go here, and here, and,
walk in a straight line,
which I'm doing a great job at and
finally 45 minutes into test he says, do this.
And I say, sir, please give me one second
I'm a little nervous and he says,
well, why are you nervous?
If you haven't done anything wrong,
you shouldn't be nervous.
And I know, I know that I should keep my mouth shut.
Everything inside of me is saying,
keep your mouth shut but I say,
why don't we trade places?
You stand where I'm standing, and I'll hold the gun,
and you tell me how you feel.
And that's when my face hits the hood of his car
and now I am begging for the breathalyzer,
the one that I denied on principle,
and they're taking me down to the station,
and I'm saying, please I'll breathe in the breathalyzer,
and they go, no the breathalyzer's broken.
We have to keep you overnight
and we have to take your blood.
No, there's a girl at home waiting for you,
she knows you're supposed to be home
in 20 minutes and now it's hours later,
what are you doing?
And I get to the prison,
and I soften my skin enough to beg
this officer, I beg him,
oh I beg him with everything I have,
please, please, please, please, please,
please give me this girl's number.
I don't know it by heart, I know I should know it by heart,
who writes a poem to someone every day
if they don't know their number by heart.
And I know, I know, I know, but please, please, please
give me her number.
And he does.
And I call her collect.
And before I can say anything it says,
hey will you accept a collect call from insert my voice,
and she says yes.
And I don't cry, but I want to and I say, I'm so sorry,
and I say, this is what happened,
and I go back to my cell, and I wait.
And I think it's over,
I think this is the beginning of the end.
She's too good to be with someone
who does something this dumb.
I don't always feel this way,
love doesn't always move me in this way
where I think about another person
more than I think about myself.
Where it quiets all the noise in my head.
In order to feel that kind of love,
you gotta let that kind of love
into your life and I did.
And when I get out the prison the next morning,
she's the first person I see.
And she's waiting for me.
And she doesn't look upset,
she just looks happy to see me and I think,
this girl really is everything.
And her first words out of her mouth are,
you owe me a poem.