it was a dream
had to be
i walked into the nearly pitch black bar with a terrible thirst
smoke filled the air
that song i really like by sturgill played on the jukebox
“they call me king turd up here on shit mountain, if you want it you can have the crown”
i was singing along
top of my voice
and the crowd turned and yelled at me
spanky
i haven’t been him in a long time
there was a group of us
i got us all zippos
engraved
he-man women haters club
like little rascals
i was spanky
and i looked at the bar in surprise
the ghosts of the past raising glasses and telling jokes
staring at me while i stared at them
a shot of whiskey
a pint of guiness
calling my name
and i sat on the stool that felt might familiar
and i sipped that shot of whiskey and sang along to sturgill
“i been spending my nights on the internet, looking for a clue but ain’t found one yet, just a bunch of mopars, guitars and other stuff i can’t buy”
was it on a loop
does it matter
with a warm feeling in my guts
and the knowledge i need to be asleep not tying one on
i just kept drinking
and that’s when he sat down next to me
and i didn’t even look
just raised my hand to the bartender and a a schooner was set in front of him
i like this song
i knew you would
think i like it because of that very fact
how are you doing
you know as well as i do
shit
about sums it up
yeah
miss you dad
wish we could be doing this for real
we are
no
we aren’t
“well now lord if you can hear me, won’t you throw a damn dog a bone, cause if the devil shows up with a better deal this old soul is going down”
he really has that old school feel
he does
but you would have never said that
no
don’t think i would have
so this is a dream
guess it is
i miss you
i know
the kids are getting big
you would have loved them
i do
you died a year before maia was born
oh yeah
and you quit drinking before she was born
i did
didn’t raise you to be a quitter
no you did not
so what do you need from me
why’d you call
wasn’t aware i did
i heard you
loud and clear
maybe i just needed this
maybe you did
sing it mike
“well i sing it real pretty, sing it real sad, and all the people in the crowd say he ain’t half bad”
i’m proud of you son
never told you before
never gave you a reason too
sure you did
i just never knew how
just drink your beer dad
i love you
love you too
cow
there he is
another round spanky
keep em coming
😥
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i forgot this one. now I’m crying on the couch wishing it were real.
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Sweet and sad,hearthfilling😍
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oh my heart! my heart!! This is wonderful. Sad and wonderful all rolled into one.
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I miss my father more than any other single person ever in my life. ❤️
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i’m so sorry you had to deal with the loss as well. mine was my hero for all of his faults. i always wanted to be just like him.
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