So I'm bored lets see what I can come up with

So I have my film Noir playlist blasting and lets get it on

I woke up this morning with the foul taste of the night before on the tip of my tongue.
Her name escapes me, but the memory of her lingers in an out of my mind.
The sweat trickles down my face as I sit up and say hello to the streets.
Rain hits the window as I pull back the curtains to get a better view.

I try to remember her name as I stare out at the world; a knock on the door breaks my concentration. The clock tells me all I need to know about the person on the other side of the door. Under the bed is where I keep my agony, it seems only right since that’s where I keep my monsters as well. Fingers crawl underneath the right side until they meet a familiar friend. I remember the way she moved through the crowd, like a feather in the wind. The knocks become angrier, but they do nothing to quicken my step, time waits for no man but whoever is on the other side of that door will wait for me.

I count four more knocks each quicker then the last and finally a thud as I finally reach the door, when you’ve seen as many sunsets as I have you know that a few minutes usually don’t make a damn bit of difference because if it’s important, it’ll find a way to happen.




The Night Before


Lights to bright shine through blinds that see too much, I’d rather have a window that faced a brick wall or at least one across the way from a pretty dame with a killer smile.
The Phone rings as the neon lights from the dive next door and the streetlight play tag.
This is my life I think to myself as I pick up the receiver “This is my life” I say aloud to no one in particular as I place the receiver back down, I let my hand rest on the top of it.