pop’s last folly…

you’re afraid of what…what…something past… haunting you…now…here…present…no ability to shift duck dodge…adjust adapt…you’ll be dead soon…

just tell…

what…tell you what…all will be O.K. … good people go to heaven…forever and ever Amen…what…

I’m not in a…

when…

place…

a place…a place…sound like a fuckin’ broad…there’s no time for this…this is…

stop…

up…time is up…

please…

you just got your death notice…an invite from the grim reaper himself…

got it…

apparently not…

yes…got it…

so…so what…me…I don’t care what you do…this life…your life will soon be over…am I clear…

 ….yes….

what’dya want…

ten more years and one more woman…

kidding…

no…you asked…

always about comfort…always taken care-of…

that’s what I want…

O.K. …O.K. …

yes…O.K. …

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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