black vans

and i drove ’round…

’round town…

yes…’round town…looking…

for what…

what…

I said for what…

a woman…always a woman…

yep…we’re good at that…drivin’ you crazy…

yes…yes…

didja find her…

no…everytime a black van would approach me i’d look to see if it was her…

black van…

yes…that’s what she drove…looked in front of bars…shopping malls…the Kroger store where we used to buy wine…get eight and there’s a discount…

couldn’t find her uh…

no…saw old men in fishing-caps with cigarettes dangling from their lips…soccer moms drivin’ kids ’round…teens out on dates in dad’s black van…not her though…she wasn’t there…

you decided to stop lookin’….

yes…yes…

shit’ll drive you to an early grave…

i’ve heard that…yes…

wanna buy me a drink…

i gotta’ be goin’…

goin’ out there to look for that black van uh…

yes…yes…

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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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