A TOWN NAMED OBLIVION

A town named Oblivion
The drunk tank was as bad as  I remembered
  from the  last week.
The acrid smell of human waste
Permeated the dank air.

She was paying my bail
I could see her so clean and soft
So pretty
I thought if how she held me close
as we made love in our clean bed.
Before she threw me out
because of the drinking.

I felt ashamed at my look
I needed a shave and a shower.
But living on the city streets is hard.

She touched my haIr softly 
lifting it from my brow.
She said I always loved you 
I still do you know.
I mumbled I loved her as well.

As we entered the bright sunlight outside 
She said 
I lost our son as well you know.
The tears filled my eyes
And my heart began to ache once more.
I turned and walked away
towards the signpost 
for a town
named Oblivion.