mosheppo

I think it was about a bar ditch. Yeah, that’s what it was. The last conversation I had with him.  If I had known it would be our last conversation I would have listened more… savored that ordinary moment just for one minute more.  As it is it is all I left. A bar ditch. And now listening to the quiet of a desert morning…. I try to remember each detail of that random conversation.  forgotten.