nothin’…

he walked those frozen steps up to his room…rented cheap…few gunshots at night…his wife was gone…baby too…everything had been left behind…Polaroid pictures…pots and pans…a chicken carcass in the fridge…picked clean…no meat on it…

gone were the baby bottles…some clothes…the ring he’d bought her for Christmas…an imitation ruby…picked it up at a five and dime store…put a note on it that said, One day I’ll get you a real one…,said that ’bout a lot of things…

so he pulled off his coat…took a seat at the table in the cramped corner…just sat there…blank…didn’t know what to think…didn’t wanna think…

he’d been out on the road for a week out two…sewin’ some wild oats…drinkin’…lookin’ for midnight company in bars…strip joints…whore houses…had an itch needin’ to be scratched…

had a wad of money on him…carried it in his front pocket…a roll of twenties…he’d peel ’em off one at a time…didn’t believe in tippin’…

slept in his Dodge…cold nights bundled up with a leather jacket…had a change of clothes in the back…lots of men’s rooms…lots of men’s rooms…

well…he got tired of the road…drove back to a woman and child he thought he loved…whose to say what love is…climbed those frozen steps…and found nothin’…absolutely nothin’…

nothin’ is all there ever was…

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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