sentenced to forty

It was the year my heart broke and all through the night not a creature was stirring not even a hippo. "I do not think there is anything really wrong with him Jerry its just his goddam attitude. I mean you know he could have been somebody he could have been an office clerk instead of a complete and utter bum which is what he is" the doctor said to the man present and whoever else wanted to listen. I was ignored like the proverbial cockroach all those around him thought I was. The specimen was all i was to those selfish scheming bastards. A nut wit with no future and no spine enough for the big bad world. Oh yeah plenty of spice , plenty of bloody dash especially after downing a few if not many for want of a better word, spirit. But just no bloody use to this wonderful endearing society of ours. They all had a good hard look at yours truly shook their heads and walked off to something a little more perky in the lives of drudgery.

I stared hard at the floor for what felt like almost oh i would say a minute before the sweat off my brow shook me from my daydream stupor. I loved that bastard I thought. Without him I could not get away with a thing. No meds, no drugs , no welfare. He gave up on me along time ago but his homosexual tendencies kept me in his good books for over ten bloody years. You see I was a pretty boy and pretty boys are taken care of by the gay middle class elite. Oh for the life of a choir boy I thought. But I was straight i think. You seeI adore girls and in some cases they adore me. Look see here I have just realised something. And he falls into the dark....