Harry stumbled into his favorite saloon. Time for his daily vaccination against sobriety. A textbook product of a working man's democracy.
Pulling a cigarette from his vest pocket, lighting it with the one in his mouth; he greased the tracks to an early tomb.
Depositing the butt in a nearby plant, he was ready now for the next engagement; a grizzled soldier of the gender wars.
She cringed as yellowed fingers traced spheres down the skin of her back. Breath corroded by innumerable tobacco sticks crinkled her nose.
Nonetheless, repeated salvos of laughter and salted alcohol mellowed her repugnance. She fell prey to leprechaun eyes, twangy country love songs, and compulsions welling within.
Harry may have strapped her across the hood of his truck; escorting her back to our trailer. Another kill by the hunter, another one night mother. My sister’s core seethed.
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Slac Bac....happie dadde dae to U.
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yeah! - what he said...happy dad's day to the parental dudes..
thanxslac.
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My Dad
Harry stumbled into
his favorite saloon.
Time for his daily
vaccination against sobriety.
A textbook product of a
working man's democracy.
Pulling a cigarette
from his vest pocket,
lighting it with the
one in his mouth;
he greased the tracks
to an early tomb.
Depositing the butt
in a nearby plant,
he was ready now for
the next engagement;
a grizzled soldier
of the gender wars.
She cringed as yellowed
fingers traced spheres
down the skin of her back.
Breath corroded by
innumerable tobacco
sticks crinkled her nose.
Nonetheless, repeated salvos of
laughter and salted alcohol
mellowed her repugnance.
She fell prey to leprechaun eyes,
twangy country love songs,
and compulsions welling within.
Harry may have strapped her
across the hood of his truck;
escorting her back to our trailer.
Another kill by the hunter,
another one night mother.
My sister’s core seethed.
© Marcia Ellen "Happy" Beevre
Thanks gang~~Especially the Desert Dawg>
Intense potery
Belated Happy Father's Day? So whatcha get other than kisses and hugs? Don't tell me you got a tie!
{OK, Muse, I won't tell you that...
it was a Cravat}
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