better off…

watched the old man eat fried chicken ‘n white bread at the dinner table…Pepsi..

never a word…nothin’….just bite ‘n drink…bite ‘n drink…didn’t look-up…quiet as a field mouse come-in from the cold…hidin’…always hidin’…

all he was ever ’bout…eatin’ an’ goin’ on long drives in silence…no music…nor talk…just wind comin’ through vents…hours that way…

did’ja ever read a book…,i asked him once…shook his grey head, “no”…

why…

borin’….j’st borin’…rather sit and do nothin’…better off that way…

and that’s what he did…

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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