The Bachelor

 

          

 

Johnny in his late 30s.  A bachelor.  He loved those denim jeans with the blue washed look.  Braces holding them up over his naked top half of his body.  Looking like his grandfather before but less dressed.  He thought of himself as confident content in himself.  A ladies man too.  Sitting outside the families’ petrol station in Kentucky.  He ran the business now as his parents had passed away.  Sitting on the wooden barrel he watched on as customers filled their tanks up full of gas.  Puffing on his grandfather’s pipe.  Caught between the now and the past. 

Hello ladies he said as two blondes walked by him.  They just smiled thought he was cute but possibly too wild dangerous for them.  He had that wild glint in his eyes.  He looked on wishing they could see past his hard muscle torn chest and cheeky look. 

All I want is to settle down.  A wife and family. 

Jeff came over.

Can I get a light off you as he touched Johnny’s leg.  Johnny’s eyes widened with shock and he left the wooden barrel immediately

The Cellar

 

 

It was dark in the cellar.  No light to fume the room.  To show the dancing fairy dust fluttering around.  The scent of decaying walls could be felt against his back.  As his spine tightened in towards it.  Eyes trying to fix on any glimmer of light of hope.  He could hear nothing deep down in the darkness.  All to keep him company was his memories.  These thoughts flooded the loneliness of those hours.  His knees held tightly to his tummy like a child.  Summer scents sunshine fields dancing away a beer in his hand.  Then bang the darkness fell again.  Flooding his eyes with tears.  That was the day his eyes never seen the light of day again.  The crash had taken everything.  His wife and son and his eyesight.  His lungs still moved his heart still beating.  His heart to empty so alone.  His world in darkness.  The salted tears ripped through his skin like the metal in the car did all those years before. 

 

Where are they now?  What am I to do in this darkened cellar that I live in?  My voice is the only one i hear.  I wish I could see them one last time.  I hate these chains around my eyes. 

Tainted

My fuel is not you’re culture

My spirit not yours to keep

My demons that live inside of me

Buried in so deep

They devour my mind in darkness

Dance with it during the day

Sending it into chaos

On my knees I pray

My heart is heavy

Bones dragged through

Thorns and storms

Leaving wreckage in the sand

Footless carnage reborn

Divine light save me

From the dragon

On my back

He will not loosen his rope

My hands are shackled black

As my eyes drain out of light

I drown in his demise

I must trust what he says now

He surely wouldn’t tell me lies

As I walk bare foot into the darkness

I feel so alone

His voice is my compass

To walk this earth unknown