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 my wife 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 ***** 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 ***** 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.