words with colorado neighbor guy

By Kervin | December 24, 2009 | No Comments

It’s one-thirty AM in a rural Colorado town. Snow gently settles around the porch, adds to the eight inches already coating the ground. The cold air hurts inside and out, and I know people here die of overexposure:

“Hey, how you doin tonight?”

“Aw shit, I thought I heard somebody out here. I hear the dogs barkin and I hear ya creakin around on that snow, but you’re in the shadow there, and then you spoke and I said I thought I hear somebody. What are you doin out so late?”

“Just smokin a cigarette, man. Shovelin snow there, I see.”

“Oh, that’s bad for you– Know that, right?”

“Oh yeah. It’s a terrible habit.”

“I don’t like cigarettes. I prefer … cigarettes. The kind without tobacco in em. Fuckin glad they passed that law, sheeit. But hey, the holidays could use a little holiday cheer, huh.”

“Ha! I hear ya, man.”

“You know, if you want a little cheer I got one just down there, see. Helps for shovelin snow, and givin a bit of cheer.”

“Well hey man, you’d be the first I’d ask. Well, I’m going to call it a night. Merry Christmas.”

“Yeah don’t put to much cheer in that Christmas. ‘It’s only healthy in small amounts.’”

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