The Tower Fell

I remember the Busch can tower in the corner of the room; We made the trash in our lives a game. I remember the wasp nest strangling the ceiling, the rusting walls of the trailer house, the light that wouldn't shine through. Lightning struck the heart of a broken home, as hill country winds threatened to take me away. I remember the anger in your eyes, as you ran my horse down, to teach it a lesson. "She's gotta be broke son." I remember how you sauntered, cradling your ribs after being kicked off that bull. Drunk, Nowhere. I wish I remembered more, I wish I could remember the sound of your voice, or the things you would say. But all I can hear, is the faint buzz of a wasp nest; Xena Warrior Princess, just out of tune, Crackling. Echoes of thunder claps, the tower falling. -James Kelley 2014, All Rights Reserved.