Blind Date # 30A Poem by unclecharlie
Blind Date # 30
We meet hugged and she smelled so nice Maybe on this one I shouldn't have thought twice Then she made some mild little action Could this all be from Fatal Attraction I asked what she'd like to do for some fun She wanted to got to the range and had her own gun I told her for that I was really not prepared She that gun so face I ducked and got scared It was a big piece of very shinny steal She drop out the clip to prove it was real All of this put me completely in shock On this door should I have even knocked Very slowly she put that gun away I was stunned and had nothing to say Then she locked in the truck of her car Asking if I'd like to go to a bar I told her that would be great I could use a drink But driving my car would be better don't you think Started to car for our little trip Then out of her pocket a small bottle would slip She picked up putting it away seemingly fast I waited but for long before what it I had ask just a simple medication that she needed to take To calm her so that scenes she wouldn't make Then she came off with the whole spill She had antidepressants, a physcotic contraptions and was mentally ill Still we continued on down the street Decided to just get something to eat The place was a very nice bar and grill Service was great and so was the meal Things just seemed to go really fine So we sat longer and drank a little wine She had a bit to much and didn't want to drive Asked me kindly to please give her a ride Got to her house and it was a vry big home I asked if she lived there all alone She more then one live in room mate Would I like to come in it wasn't really very late We walk through what I thought to be the front door There was clothing and bags all over the floor She asked that excuse this little mess It wasn't that bad come see the rest I look around in a 180 sweap people everywhere I wondered where they'd sleep We walked along into the very next room My God don't they own a mop or broom Still by my hand she would guide Pulling me deeper and deeper inside Didn't know if I was at the morgue or the dump Like walking through a city alley in the dark All that was missing was a dogs commanding bark With every step I looked for an exit door how would I find it I couldn't even see the floor Finally told her the tour had to undoubtedly stop I could walk in all of the kind of slop She quickly stuck her hand the little bag Was it a gun she was trying to snag Instead she pulled out a good sized pocket knife Saying she would decide after all it was her life I backed up slipping just a more then a bit Paying I'd find a door and the florr I wouldn't hit Then the door flung open to my total surprise I was gone so fast no time for good bye Now what next time I should think more then even twice Some are crazy even when at first they seem very nice And don't be distracted by the over whelming smell That may just be a sign from some where close to hell! An Uncle Charlie Original © 2010 unclecharlie |
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Added on March 6, 2010 Last Updated on March 6, 2010 AuthorunclecharliePalm Coast, FLAboutHere is just a little about me. I have lived a life of choices and disappointments. Never counting on anyone but myself. I have had lots of alone time and lots of hard knocks. What doesn't kill us wil.. more..Writing
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