FARGO/MOOREHEAD.ONE LAST SONG TO GO.EIGHT FEET OFF THE FLOOR. NIGHT IS ALMOST OVER.THESE HIGH HEEL SHOES HURT LIKE HELL, WHILE I WHERE MY MOST PRETEND SMILE, GOT TO LOOK GOOD! ALL THE REDNECKS, BIKERS,WEIRDOS,AND THE OCCASIONAL, GENTLMEN,WHISTLE,HOOT,AND HOLLER. THAT LITTLE GIRL SURE CAN DANCE, LOOK AT THOSE MOVES.MY THOUGHTS OF COURSE ARE TIRED AND JADED, BUT YOU DON'T SHOW WHAT DOESN'T MAKE YOU HAPPY,CAN'T TAKE A HIT LIKE THAT TO THE PAYCHECK. BOSS TELLS HIS CUSTOMERS THIS ONE AIN'T LIKE THE OTHERS. SHE BRINGS CLASS TO THIS OL' RUN DOWN JOINT. HER HEART THUMPS AN EXTRA BEAT WHEN THE DOOR SWINGS OPEN HOPING IT WILL BE HIM COMING TO SAY BABY I'M SORRY. HE CHEATED WHILE I WAS ON THE ROAD. HE WAS WATCHING MY SIX MONTH OLD SON, BUT SOMEWHERE HE MADE TIME TO SEX UP ONE OF MY FELLOW DANCER/CO-WORKERS. I DIDN'T FIND OUT UNTIL TO HAD LEAVE FOR A GIG IN IOWA. OF COURSE THEY DENIED IT, BUT OUR TOWN WAS SMALL, THE WORD GOT OUT. I JUST HELD IT BACK WAITING FOR AN APOLOGY,THAT NEVER CAME. WHILE I WAS LOVING AND HATING HIM WE HAD A BIG FISH FRY WITH A BUNCH OF THE EMPLOYEES AND A CREW OF ELECTRICAL WORKERS THAT WERE BOLTING STEEL FROM DULUTH MN.,TO BISMARK ND., THEN FINALLY ALL THE WAY TO WILMAR, MN, THEY STAYED IN OUR LITTLE BURG FOR ABOUT A WEEEK. I DEVELOPED A HUGE CRUSH ON A BEAUTIFUL SIX FOOT FOUR DANE NAMED SVEN. THEY WORKED FOR A COMPANY CALLED DONOVAN.IT JUST SO HAPPENEND ONE OF THE CREW'S NAME WAS ALSO DONOVAN. I WAS SEVENTEEN AND DIDN'T REALLY KNOW NOTHIN' FROM NOTHIN, SO I WAS CLUELESS THAT SVEN WAS ALREADY TAKEN AND DONOVAN WAS THE ONE WITH HIS EYES ON ME.SO..... NOW WE'RE GONNA JUMP BACK TO FARGO/MOOREHEAD FOR YOU WHO DON'T KNOW FARGO IS IN N.D., MOOREHEAD IS IN MN. BACK TO THE LARIAT LOUNGE I WAS JUST FIINISHING THAT LOST SONG. I TURNED TO SEE THIS LONG AUBURN HAIRED STRAWBERRY STREAKED RUGGED FINE FINE LOOKING MAN WITH A JOHNNY WALKER BLACK IN HIS HAND AN A SEXY GLEAM IN HIS EYE, THEN HE DROPPED A LINE ON ME I'VE NEVER HEARD BEFORE. (HE SAID LOOK AT THE RELISH ON THAT HOT DOG!!!!) I WAS INSTANTLY SMITTEN; IT WAS SO ORIGINAL. THIS BECAME A LOVE AFFAIR, WE MY SON AND DONOVAN WERE TOGETHER AS OFTEN AS POSSIBLE. MOTELS, CAMPGROUNDS,AND OUR FIRST APARTMENT IN MINNEAPOLIS WHEN HE GOT A LAY-OFF, OH YEAH WE LIVED IN SOME TOWN I CAN'T EVEN REMEMBER THE NAME OF WE STAYED IN A FUNKY TRAILER WITH ANOTHER COUPLE TO SPLIT THE RENT. ONE NIGHT WE WRE MAKING LOVE AND THE RUBBER BROKE. I TOLD HIM THEN AND THERE I'M PREGNAT, HE SAID I WAS NUTS, THEN WE MOVED TO BISMARK,WHERE HE BEGAN TO FREQUENT A BAR I CAN'T REMEMBER THE NAME OF, I WAS UNDERAGE SO I COULDN'T GET IN.I DID MANAGE TO SNEAK IN A FEW TIMES. IT WAS ENOUGH TIMES TO CATCH ON TO THE REAL DEAL. HER NAME WAS SHANNON, TIME MARCHED HURT FEELINGS IN TOW, FOLLOWED UP WITH A THREESOME. I WAS LOOKING OUT THE WINDOW IN THE MORNING AND LOOKED BACK AT THE GREEN-EYED AUBURN -HAIRED NORWEIGAN AND SAID IT'S A BOY. HE GOT PISSY, AND ODDLY ENOUGH SHANNON STOOD UP FOR ME AND SAID YOUR'E BETWEEN TWO WOMEN DON'T PUSH YOUR LUCK.SHANNON WAS A GOOD PERSON WE STAYED FRIENDS.DONOVAN AND I EVENTUALLY MOVED TO. ODDLY ENOUGH TO PAYNESVILLE,MN. AFTER OUR SON CAME INTO THIS WORLD IN THE BIG MINNIE-APPLE. I LOVED HIM AND FORGAVE HIM FOR BEING A SHIT. BUT THE END HAD TO COME AND COME IT DID.HE HAD NEVER LAID A HAND ON ME,BUT HE CAME HOME AFTER WORK ONE NIGHT HE WORKED SIXTY OR SO MILES AWAY. I HAD FIXED DINNER AND PUT IT UP FOR WHEN HE GOT HOME. I THINK HE HAD A LITTLE TOO MUCH WHISKEY AND CRYSTAL METH. FUCK WHO KNOWS? MY OLDEST CHILD WAS NOW THREE AND A HALF, THE BABY WAS SIX MONTHS. DONOVAN CAME IN WENT STRAIGHT TO HIS EASY CHAIR AND PASSED OUT. I LIGHTLY SHOOK HIM BY THE SHOULDER AND ASKED IF HE WAS HUNGRY OR WOULD RATHER GO TO BED. HE OPENED HIS EYES AND I DIDN'T KNOW THIS MAN, FATHER OUR CHILD, MY COMMON LAW HUSBAND FOR THREE AND A HALF YEARS, I SAW EVIL. HE GRABED ME BY MY THROAT AND ASKED ME WHY WOULD I WANT TO WAKE UP TO GO TO BED WHEN I WAS ALREADY ASLEEP? I TRIED TO PULL AWAY BUT HE JUST WRAPPED MY LONG HAIR AROUND HIS HAND AND DRAGGED ME INTO THE KITCHEN, A SCARY PLACE. WE KEPT THE 22 GAUGE RIFLE IN THE CABINET OUT OF THE REACH OF CHILDREN. OH YEAH IT WAS LOADED, NOW WITH RIFLE IN HAND HE LET ME GO AT GUN POINT AND FORCED ME INTO THE BATHROOM IT WAS ABOUT THE SIZE OF A PORTA-POTTY. NO WHERE TO RUN. I WAS WEDGED BETWEEN THE SHOWER AND THE TOILET. I REMEMBER HIM PUTTING THE RIFLE OUT OF REACH AND THEN HE BEAT ME UNCONSIOUS. WHEN I CAME TO; HE WAS ASLEEP ON THE COUCH. I CREPT UPSTAIRS BUNDLED THE BABIES AND MYSELF CAREFUL NOT TO RATTLE THE CAR KEYS,THEN I PUT MY OLDEST SON IN THE CAR ON THE FLOORBOARD. BACK TO THE BATHROOM WHERE HIS DUMB ASS LEFT THE RIFLE IT WAS ABOUT FOUR FEET SNOW OUTSIDE SO I BURIED IT. I WENT BACK IN TO GET THE BABY. IT LOOKED LIKED WE WERE GONNA MAKE IT, I HAD THREE FEET TO GO AND WE'D BE HOME FREE. WRONG! I DON'T KNOW HOW HE MANAGED TO WAKE UP, BUT THE NEXT THING I KNOW IS THE BABY AND I WERE BEING DRAGGED BACK INTO THE HOUSE. MY OTHER SON GOT SCARED AND CAME IN AFTER US.MR. WONDERFUL FORCED US ALL BACK UPSTAIRS WHERE WE STAYED THE REST OF THE NIGHT LEXI HIL AT GUN POINT. WHEN MORNING ARRIVED HE WAS REALLY PASSED-OUT THE KIDS WERE STILL ASLEEP. I TOOK RIFLE THAT HE MIRACULOUSLY FOUND IN THE SNOW AND GAVE HIM A GOOD AND PROPER WAKE-UP CALL. I TOLD HIM HE COULD WALK OR FETCH A RIDE WITH THE POLICE. AT GUN POINT I LET HIM PACK HIS LEFT-OVER DINNER AND SOME CLOTHES. THEIR WERE TEARS IN HIS EYES. BUT AS TIME PASSES AND MUTUAL FRIENDS TELL YOU WHAT A BROKEN MAN HE HAS BECOME;WELL THEY PISS ME OFF WHEN THEY DON'T CONSIDER THE CIRCUMSTANSES. I'VE FORGIVEN HIM AND OUR TERMS ARE FRIENDLY,HE'S MY SONS FATHER. BUT NO MUTHA FUCKER WILL GET THAT LUCKY AGAIN. I PROMISE!!!LEXI HILIFE
Reason for writing:
I CAN'T SAY IT'S REALLY A POEM, BUT IT'S DEFINATELY POETIC JUSTICE! THIS EVENT GIVES INSIGHT AS TO HOW PEOPLE CAN FIND PATHWAYS TO POETRY. P.S. PLEASE FORGIVE SPELLING ERRORS? THANKS
Birth sign: Leo
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