Tuesday, December 16, 2014

black coffee

My depression began to escalate. I decided to take a walk and think. The late afternoon streets teemed with life. A skinny fag in pinstriped jeans checked me out as I passed a dusty shoe store. I ignored him. I wasn’t in the mood for anything. I continued down the avenue, lost in the chaos of doubt and hopelessness.
Though I was mired in fits of sadness and anxiety, the pulse of life surrounded me. The sky was a fiery orange as the sun sank behind the mammoth cathedral. Smells wafted from mouthwatering, rotisserie chickens which were displayed in neon blasted, dusty windows as a bum stood and pissed onto the outside wall. Small Indian children, snot caked black on their faces, grabbed my pant leg as I walked by - moanay! moanay! A guy costumed as a circus clown operated a turntable in front of a pharmacy as a cheerful crowd looked on.
My way was clogged by a group of teenage boys in bright, multicolored soccer outfits. They stood laughing and talking as I gawked at them with fractured, limitless lust. Shoeshine boys called out to polish my leathers as I strolled past blue, yellow, pink adobe houses and buildings erected a hundred years ago. Banda music from various shops blasted at deafening volume as the store vendors hawked their wares - vying for my attention. I cut into a deserted cafĂ©, ordered a black coffee, and scribbled these words out unconsciously onto a napkin: Life is long when you’re lonely…

4 comments:

bethany said...

Hey you are an excellent writer. My boyfriend told me about you after he found your blog. He looked for years to find some more of your writing after discovering some when we lived in San Diego. Anyway, you're an awesome writer and I really enjoyed digging into your blog for a while. :)

LMB said...

Thank you for the kind words, Bethany. I am glad you are enjoying it.

J.N. Future Author said...

I really liked this, hope to see more in the future

LMB said...

Thank you, J.N....I am deeply moved by your kind words!