From Her to You

He'd stopped the car on the road near the railing's end

A haze hung in the air above the city below
Halfway down the hill, he'd finished relieving himself
A sharp reflection had caught the corner of his eye

The sound of a zip echoed, he continued stumbling along
His path, a bit tricky, over garbage bags and loose cans
After some effort, he’d made his way about half way there

That’s when he noticed the object of concern, a diamond

It was attached to a gold wedding band, his wife’s
He’d presented it to her, twenty years ago today
The ring was on the finger of a thin pale hand

Frozen, staring at the hand, his heart rate increased
He forced himself forward, slowly and purposely
More came into view, an outstretched arm, bruised and pale

Then, all of the sudden, the face, lifeless eyes watching him

Upon seeing the face, he swiftly rushed forward, panting
He reached the body, its overweight nudeness gleaming
He'd dumped it an hour before, from the car above

His wife looked up at him, in her usual vacant stare

Bending down beside her, taking her outstretched hand in his
Looking up toward the car, he twisted the ring free
After securing it, he stuffed it into his pocket

Carefully he made his way up the hill, back to the car

He'd begun to sweat, his breathing labored
The driver’s door slammed, he sighed heavily
Fumbling his pocket, he retrieved the prized ring

He reached and dropped it into the hand of his frowning lover
“There Baby, from her to you,” he breathlessly gleamed

Copyright G. Jones 2012