THE HOE AND THE FELON

[creativesoul]

she saw him but went quickly to her hotel room, he looked thin but the bullshit around him had not changed- he was buying wine and had that smell on his skin- the only role he had left was somewhere else- she wore some tired looking leather boots and dyed her hair like another woman he knew- she was all giggles and stupid
-her professionan had worn her down, she looked like she had been rode hard an put away wet...
she thought that she could see what she wanted and have her cake and eat it too- but these things never work out like that- because she saw them both- and didnt care-
that was the biggest humilation for him, because he thought in his paperclip mind that what they had was something really great- it just wasnt that way see-

when that gray skinned little dough girl was all doggie style- she could be anybody- and she was- for him- anybody and nobody- because it was all about him anyway- maybe the things his mama showed him how to do worked on the others but-- when she told him straight he hit her as much as he could and she left-
the hoe he had now replaced the one before her- and would be replaced again- like 'capture the flag' except most of the smarter ones got away.
when the wine wore off and he had to get up and go to work, he told himself he was 'someone' because he had a job, and he knew how to do some things, like clean the factory and fix machines- but - he couldnt fix the things that hurt him deep inside- and those things were much like the things he hid away in his piles of scavenged stuff that really had no value.


when the family and i went to breakfast she looked at me and giggled with that really stupid girl laugh- 'i bet that turns him on' i thought
and walked away after checking to see if, in fact she had any brains at all-nope= nothing to write home about there-

the air was charged with a sadness she seemed able to feel- but the food was good-and the atmosphere even better- she followed me- he must have told her- because she seemed like she was trying to 'see' whatever he had told her- which of corse was not there- so that confused felon lover face that only a criminal can give a woman - was all over her-
i thought about sharing with her- that this was the end-the bottom---- but i decided to let the two owls i saw on the way home deliver the message' it is not something that i care to mention' maybe when he starts using 'tracking systems ' to find her when she wants to be 'lost' she will understand= perhaps not-he will never be able to love - see he is a damaged soul- and i was the lucky one= see

[dadio]

You have said it in your own pretty much unique style. Hard times and characters. No bullshitting, life as it is or was. I like your style and your prose.

[creativesoul]

thank you