Jim Trainer

Shrieks of Paradise, Correspondence&Rails#8: Dear Wing

In Uncategorized on January 10, 2013 at 2:16 pm

Dear Wing-
That’s it for us-plaintive sheets of rain, no melatonin and Marlboro reds until the wee-time. Reminds me of when we locked the bossman in the mop closet and rode with fake tags and bad coke across St.George’s into the hated city. Should have kept going: Alabama or New Orleans, even Atlantic City. But I had a decade to murder and I needed someone to blame.
I don’t love her anymore and the heart is safe under lock&channel lock. Nostalgia is the worst thing you can do.
That and smoke Marlboro reds.
Yr Welcome.

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