Saturday, November 11, 2023

Last Man

 

 

My best friend Steve is a Vietnam vet. Bless his heart, he never broached the subject, nor did I, until I’d known him for a few years.

he told me some tales, witty, sardonic, with some hilarious punchlines thrown in and, quite often, disturbingly surreal. He’d won a medal for stealing a jeep once … it’s a long story, I couldn’t tell it like he could.

We have a last man's club of sorts; one bottle Johnny Walker Black, one pair clean socks, a pack of Winston's, stuffed into a re-gifted wine box – everything a guy needs.

Someday, one of us will get to piss on the other's grave.


Dragon's Breath
the forest alight in flame,
red, green, orange, black!
laughing, a ghost beckons,
beautiful and se
rene


No comments: