the kiss

whered’ya go..where…sent a search party out for ya’ in the middle of the night…flashlights…hounds sniffin’…tryin’ to find a trace…nothin’…

there was tracks from long ago…left by others…who knows…probably been out there for years…runnin’…all of ’em…just runnin’…

leavin’ lives behind ’cause they couldn’t take it no-more…some passionless life..dull…kisses that sent ’em nowhere…hopin’ for the moon…

and runnin’ was all they knew how to do…lookin’ all around…cities…towns…trailer parks at four in the mornin’… the woods…outta hospitals where the freshly healed had been patched’up and sent back out into the wild…behind churches and abandoned cars with windows rolled down and torn interior…

a never ending search…for that one kiss…

is that where you went…

Published by: dmseay

The writing is based on my surroundings and what I've been surrounded by. This language is coarse and politically incorrect; which I make no apologies for. These characters are not nice and to use any other dialogue would be disingenuine. That being said, I choose to roll the dice. dm seay

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