When she wasn't wandering around the town, she was standing in that one place outside the saloon, warm urine running down her legs.
I'm old too now you know!
It wasn't always this way! Lord.
Yes, her parents died and she was young and on her own, what was she supposed to do?
But it was that boyfriend, he kept giving her them drugs. And she liked em!
I don't know, maybe if they hadn't a drugged her, she might've taken an interest in life and tried to pull herself out of her miserable condition and make something of her life!
It was them drugs!
Used to be known for her multiplication skills, she did math tricks and such for drinks! it was a hoot.
Now look at her.
I talked to her once, yes.
We passed in the thorough fare and she dropped her handkerchief that had been tucked into her skirt or someplace. I picked it up, said Ma'am? and she turned. Looked me square in the eye, said Thank you.
Thank YOU.
What color?
Hmm Green?
PIERCIN' gaze, felt it seared my brain.
She seemed to age fast all of sudden, I guess we all did. But i can remember when she....
you know....
I'm old too now, you know!
Showing posts with label strange poem stories. Show all posts
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Friday, July 8, 2011
Tuesday, May 3, 2011
Geologic Events
Come here- she said, gesturing with one finger.
He refused to move.
No. he said. YOU come HERE.
So she went. They kissed.
She sat on the bed.
I actually wish you'd leave, she said as she stared at the floor.
Sorry, it's not my fault you're always confused. He lit a cigarette and flicked ashes on the floor. Stupid rug, you know i've always hated this rug.
So are you leaving she asked
He didn't know what to do.
Time stopped and the glaciers melted as he contemplated his options.
He noticed the plastic parrot hanging against the curtain, the color of
the wall, the cobweb in the corner.
The color of her hair, the mole in the corner of her mouth.
Stars exploded and babies were born. They grew old and died.
He left.
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