It's so cold here.
I here ya, ain't a safe place to be under any circumstance.

Did you see his face? The look of surprise? He had to have known it was coming.
We all know its coming kid, just don't know when.
Well maybe when it's my turn, I'll only have to look into my own eyes as I do the job.

I guess you ain't catholic.
I'm not anything anymore, lost my faith with my Virginity.
Is that so? Too bad kid, you're too young to lose it all together.
Well if I hadn't, we wouldn't be here now would we?
Ya got a point.
It's so cold here.

Does it really need to be cut up into so many pieces?
It just makes it easier for acid.
OK OK! Fine! It's just so gross.
Really ya don't say? Well better get that iron lining to your stomach Now, kid. You're on a long road to nowhere....
heh.. We'll see.. I gotta lot fight in me.
Good your gonna need it.

We watch as 37 years of memories wash down the drain in pieces. I always marvel at how choas can manifest as that unknown
factor that disrupts even the basic of fundamentals of any situation. And why you ask?!!! That is whats is most
Shocking... Sometimes it ain't for no reason at all... Sometimes it's just for the sake of chaos.

What's all the babblin' about?!!
Hey!! my thoughts are my own and you don't belong here.
I go where i please. Talk to me like that again and you can join your friend there.
Nice ...real nice.. If only i had a scaple..
HAHAHAHA!! If only indeed. But you are stuck with me nonetheless..
Well get the keys to the car.. No need to stay here anymore, got a life on the open road waiting.
Just dispose of all evidence if you're askin' me my opinion.
You can never get rid of it all kid .. I can always see the evidence on your face..
Ya? Well let's get lost... its too cold here anyways.

The rev of the engine cracks the heavy silence hanging in the heavy farm air.
It won't be long now before this and everything else here is long behind us..
Not long now before all these shattered memories, feelings, hopes... All merge with the open road laying wasted in our tracks. The motion of this old jalopy soothes my aching soul… and for moment there is only the sound of the engine
to keep me company… good times are ahead i can feel it.

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