Condemned To The Rails

Stranded, sitting by the railroad tracks for hours now. Sprawled on a sloping hill, and watching the sun melt. I've been pining for her, and questioning what I'd have done differently. Draped in shards of twilight; the moon braves its ascent into the night sky. Surveying the moon I see Jane's face. She's the only one who ever gave a damn about me, and man did I love her more than life. She didn't give a shit that I didn't have a job, and my life was hanging by loose threads. I really screwed the pooch though.

7/3/24

Bunny Villaire