going ‘home’

they had a smoke at midnight under the street lamp
one of the few places you could still smoke
even then
people leaving the bar gave them dirty looks – waving their hands and such

Gus pushed his hat up giving his forehead a chance to breathe
it was a hot night and sweat was forming on his brow
he didn’t want his prize possession to get soiled
– it was an old Biltmore fedora
found in the button pusher shop next to the bank on Locke Street

guys busted him a bit for it – as though only men in their 50’s or from the ’50’s could pull it off

the smoke rose up towards the midnight light
and they waited

a little guy would be coming out soon – and when he did…
they would grab him up – casual like but firmly
walk him towards a car parked in the shadows
interrupt him any time he tried to speak
let him know he didn’t have a choice


once inside the car
there would be the drive home.

better to call it the ride home than the final ride
a final resting place

but where the little guy was going….it was definitely going to be

permanent residence


About Crazy Irishman

Touted as a working man's poet, Martin Durkin has been writing professionally for the last 12 years. He has appeared in over twenty anthologies across North America, including, "And left a place to stand on", a collection of poems and essays about the late great Al Purdy. Durkin has also published two collections of poetry, "Hypnotic Childhood", and "The Sound of Quish". Over the past 4 years, Durkin has been on hiatus for the most part but has recently come back to the poetry scene creating a poetry site called crazyirishman.wordpress.com, where in the past year he has written over 100 poems and created a cross over page on https://www.facebook.com/crazyirishmanpoetry where he gives a story behind each of the pieces written. View all posts by Crazy Irishman

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