The Drunk
The drunk tank was worse than usual.
I awoke with the familiar headache
And Oh God!
the nausea it was crippling.
The I saw her she was as beautiful
as I remember before ---well ...before.
They called my name
and I stumbled to the bars.
She said you know
I have always loved you
even now I still love you.
I can smell the clean
fragrance of her.
So beautiful.
I look up from the ground
and feel ashamed of my gaunt
face my dirty clothes.
No I was ashamed of my soul
it must be blacker than night.
I try to say I was sorry.
but the words would not come.
When you reached
for the Vodka bottle
I wished you would have
reached for me instead
she said softly.
Tears were falling
down my silent face.
Then she paid my bail
and I left following
her out of the jail.
Having not said a word.
Just before she left
She turned to me
and ran her fingertips
along my unshaven stubble.
After all
she whispered
we both lost a child.
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