there is nothing but words, he said…staring down at his plate of beans…

these words get in the way, she listened…she always listened, everytime I want somethin’ I have to muster up a word, they laughed…

what do you want, the elderly lady said with a ring on her finger…

just you…just you, the old man said…, that’s all I ever wanted was you…

she put her hand to his cheek…rubbed his lined face softly…he purred like an old cat waiting long for a reward…

and then she disappeared…took-off in the night…or was it early morning…gone

damn I miss her, the old man said, I surely do miss her…, he lifted a fork and placed it back down…