didn’t see it comin’…

there was these bunched-up blinds raised ‘bove the windows in her kitchen…

pitch black ‘side…lights a distance away…cars passin’ on backroads…fall was ‘most gone…next year…next year…

Stephen King book lay on the table along with cleaning products…few lists…empty yogurt container…used spoon…

all these boxes….everywhere…boxes…marked Old Style…an’ Vizio…Chuckee Shaw…some items…toilet paper…mouthwash…scrubbing brush…

next day she left…gone…

just walked out the door…

not even a goodbye…

didn’t see it comin’….

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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