Pointing at a vague point on the horizon
Larry started to walk that direction
As the steps climbed into the tens, then hundreds, then thousands
Counting them became irrelevant
Eventually finding himself while he lost his …
Chicken crunched satisfyingly as she chomped down
Relishing the fatty juices playing with her tongue
It made her soul dance with joy
So it surprised her when Bill complained about her chewing
Perhaps he needed to be breaded and deep-fried
Yes, that would make him more palatable
John was the master of his universe. He controlled his schedule. He would sometimes miss meetings just to show the others there who was really important.
He came and went as he pleased, and everyone had to react to his timeline, or he would ignore them out of existence. Most people couldn’t handle being treated like that, but John didn’t care. It was all about him damn it.
At least that’s what he told himself as he downed the rest of the bottle. As he staggered down the street, he wondered how much he could hock his AA pin for.
Downsizing was never the problem
Everything was already gone to pay the bills
But she still needed a place to sleep
That and the ability to pay her student loans
Wasted time dribbled away from Kenny
Reaching for his mostly empty beer, he finished the job
Everyone turned as he slammed it to the bar top
Cussing at the slow bartender, he demanded another
Know what? He found out the gutter was cold with snow runoff
Eventually, he managed to get himself into a sitting position
Depositing the remains of that beer into the gutter, he watched time follow it down the drain
As they prowl the floor
Never moving out of step
Grinding the music underfoot
Order transformed into artistic expression
Rain fell all around Teresa
Obscuring the pale sky above
Yet a smile crept to her lips
Glowing in the distance was a magnificent rainbow
Beautiful segregation of wavelengths into an orderly progression
It made the rain a welcome “and one”
Very wet, but very happy, she continued her walk home
The ring bound him to her. He wondered what insanity had caused him to willingly volunteer to wear the cursed thing in the first place. Still, in that moment of weakness, he had accepted her boon and doomed his soul.
He looked at the perfect circle of gold and thought about chopping the whole finger off. He’d be better off maimed for the rest of his life. He couldn’t do it though. She had taken so much of his strength that he didn’t have the fortitude anymore.
Instead he closed his eyes and dreamt of her when she was alive.
Being poor made things easy for Chris
Really there were no money decisions
Of course, it also meant at times he had to go hungry
Keeping him always a bit on edge
Even then, it made life simpler, and poor Chris was a simple man.
Perhaps it was time to move on from college
At least that’s what Charlie hoped
Still, he needed to get through this last course
So that was the reason he picked up the test and cried