All I had to do was wait…… near the tidal-pools, next to the abandoned something or other, on this little island of nothing.
I sat there in the afternoons and drank beer when I could scavenge it.
I used to sit there half-asleep with a beer and the darkness…
I wanted to tell the world I found this Woman and Boy but the world didn’t exist no more…
The telegraph office was closed for a permanent siesta.
I’ve been glad about it really.
I knew I’d go every night to feed them from my stash.
… and I knew they knew it.
I sat there and drank bourbon, when I could find some, and I shut my eyes…
I tried not to think of the city from before, or the city as I’d last seen it, rummaging for booze and food.
I knew where I was and what I was doing.
I just thought what a sucker I was.
I even knew she might never come to me in the night…
… but I sat there, grinding it out. |