Jack by John Patrick Robbins
The kid went to see his hero and mentor.
Just to see him for the sake he respected and considered him a friend .
He knew it was a gamble even going to visit.
Jack Rollins was considered by most as an outlaw when it came to the page .
He watched as others farted and found praise where this guy bled only to have sand kicked in his face .
It had turned that free spirit bitter with time .
Now all had long since written him off .
All but Simon that is.
It was this mad writer who had taken his under his wing and taught him everything he knew .
Hell he helped with his first publication .
He always preached to him to choose any form of life over this.
He was respected by most and didn’t have a friend in the world .
He lived alone and generally hated people .
Simon knocked on the door there was no answer .
He knew Jack was in there .
He knocked even louder .
He looked in the window .
He saw Jack sitting at his favorite chair .
He knew knocking again was pointless .
The lights were on but Jack definitely was not home .
Simon left a bottle of his old friends favorite brand of bourbon .
He sat it down on the mat that read .
Fuck off !
It gave Simon a smile .
He never saw his friend again .
He hoped he enjoyed a drink on him .
He read a few months later he was found dead in that same old chair he loved so dearly .
The bottle by his side .
Jack never liked people much .
But he considered Simon his only friend .
Simon found a woman he ended up getting married to .
He lived a good life sometimes as he sat out on the back porch at night he imagined his old friend sharing a drink .
Every time he thought about writing he thought of his old friend .
It was enough to remind him of a misery he never wanted to experience for himself.
Sometimes it’s best to avoid the path less taken .
©2018 John Patrick Robbins
John Patrick Robbins is often referred to as an outlaw poet, whose work is a glimpse into life’s darker side and often barroom based. His work has been published with Inbetween Hangover, The Red Fez, Spill The Words, Ramingos Porch, Your One Phone Call, The Outlaw Poetry Network, Horror Sleaze Trash, The Poets Community, And also read online at hello poetry. His work is always a hundred percent unfiltered.