Our Guilt

Our guilt It was the longest street in the world each side had shops selling salami and cheese, mind each product changed the name as to attract customers, only the street was empty there is only a certain numbers of salami and cheese needed. No cars on the road just a few starving dogs I took off one of my jumpers, it been a cold morning, and they fought amongst themselves until death. In some shops, there were cheese parties for mice I was not invited and continued walking this street must end somewhere I didn`t know where not that I cared I could walk the rest of the road tomorrow. My sister had a hotel I took in there during dinner she said I had not been generous to my mother this upset me, so I had several whiskies for the pain she had caused me, but I ate the food before leaving. The truth was too upsetting if you do as your mother’ wants you to will get nowhere. In a flower shop, I saw a big rat killing a kitten and there was nothing I could do than living with the guilt of having been a bad son