A town called Oblvion
by
Jude Kyrie


When she threw me out
It was my fault I know.
The drinking had started again.
I slept in the car for days.
Locked out at night.
Yet still I drank.
My job was lost.
But not as lost as me.
I remember waking
in the drunk tank.
I was ***** unshaven.
And my eyes were hollow.
She paid my bail.
I saw her through the bars
of the cell.
She was so beautiful.
And so clean and pure.
She whispered quietly
I always loved you.
I still do.
I felt so ***** I needed
A shower and shave.
But living rough is hard.
I quietly said thank you
I love you too.
She touched my cheek
With her finger tips
like she used
to touch my skin
when we made love
In our soft clean bed.
She had tears in her eyes
As she saw what I had become.
I turned in shame to leave.
but she held my shoulder.
She said softly
You know I lost our son as well.
my head looked at the ground
as I stumbled away
to that signpost
for the town of oblivion.