Scenes from an alternate life – X

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the day my agent called with the news
I was hanging sheet rock in a Jersey City duplex, my lungs coated in dust
the sweat soaking through my only clean shirt and Marshall Tucker on the radio

we went out drinking that night – my recently divorced boss who hated his ex-wife and me
asked if I’d ever read Michener, said how much he loved Michener
when we got to the parking lot a few minutes after midnight he dropped his keys and
asked if I thought the bartender was in love with him,
said how he knew the bartender was in love with him
she really has a thing for me. Should I go back in and make my move?
his mind already settled on mistakes not yet made

I walked three blocks in the company of my last seven cents
this ding woosh ding inside my pocket a song for late night drunks and displaced poets

This is a serial work in progress, all of what exists can be read here.

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Ben

Ben LeRoy is spirit trapped in the 21st century on Earth. Someday he will be somewhere else. Until then, he's glad to know you're out there, too. And later elsewhere he will be glad to know you're out there, too.

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Ben

Ben LeRoy is spirit trapped in the 21st century on Earth. Someday he will be somewhere else. Until then, he's glad to know you're out there, too. And later elsewhere he will be glad to know you're out there, too.