Delete
Same-O
Same-O
At work
Usual crew
Let me just do some mind numbing task
so the hours could hopefully not be felt
scratching at my back
parading in front of my face
reminding me how much of a bore my life is
someone's coming
of course someone's coming
someone always comes
when I just want to feel numb
in this space of earth
that I do not find enjoyment nor hatred
just a neutral air floating around me
so I could breath with out thinking
more old crew coming in
yupp
of coarse I reply with no intention of knowing what he truly is talking about
I go by very well with pretending
so the sounds in his mouth could move along and lessen
and I could go back to my simple task..
I'm a cynical bastard but I hate people that come out of the woodwork
just because someone DIED and they want to announce themselves
as the DECEASED'S True Friend.
His words in bold cause me to snap back into reality
Who died?
So you didn't know Danny Died?
And that's when my neutral state was stabbed with shock
..I guess not huh?
...I mean
I know he was sick...
He eyes had that yellow tint to them
and he was really skinny
that's why in my cell phone I put him as
Danny Skinny
I just didn't bother to ask him what was wrong
..and he...well..he didn't bother to tell
..what did he die of?
He had some rare type of Bone Marrow Disease
my point it he was suffering and no one should be sad for him
he got to get out of a crap world and better yet this crap job
today is his birthday...God is funny that way huh?
my mind is somewhere else but I nod as usual
wow...
I met Danny through a friend
and then found out he worked at my new job
he was one of the only people at work
I could talk with as myself
not this mask that I flash to other co workers and customers...
he was such a perv pulling down my shirt saying:
show more cleavage you'll get better tips.
and saying all my guy friends where my boyfriends.
calling me the best at everything I did
so many silly random memories of us just working here for three years...
and now...
He is right
but I still feel sad
When someone dies
sadness is of the memories that pop up and not being able to make more
fear surrounding cause it reminds us that we could die
but death also reminds us to live
and all these feelings
lost
anger
love
made me feel alive
It took a couple of days but
Cell:
DELETE ENTRY?
...yeah...
Danny Skinny
Danny Skinn
Danny Skin
Danny Ski
Danny Sk
Danny S
Dann
Dan
Da
...Bye Danny...
D
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Copyright © Jessica Arteaga | Year Posted 2010
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