An aging widower drove to the market. He went to the pet food aisle. A younger woman with brown hair was looking at the cans of cat food.
Tag: Loneliness
Loneliness is a son of a bitch
Tonight, a bad night, I phoned, messaged and emailed the few relatives and friends I have left and got no response from any of them. But never say die.
…there’s nothin’ short of dyin’…
On a Sunday mornin’ sidewalk
I’m wishin’ Lord, that I was stoned…
“Is this the end of Rico?”
That’s how he wants to go out — shot down like Johnny Rocco and “Mad Dog” Roy Earle and Cody Jarrett (“Top of the the world, Ma, top of the world!”)