El Bosque

   Shouts and screams cut through the soft haze of sleep that surrounded the tourists muddled brain. Dreams scattered and chased each other away as he awoke. The sun had risen and ushered in a new day. A pelota bounced in front of him. He followed the school children, off from classes for the holiday, pursue the ball through the long swaths of grass filling the park.

He stumbled to his feet and continued on his way.

                High walls of trees grew up and shrouded him. He walked in the shade and felt like he was in a jungle. As he descend deeper into this seeming heart of darkness his aching and tired body began to relax. In this wilderness he didn’t feel out of place. All the places of the world contained regions like these. Big cities and small towns. Slip away and never be found.

              

               He had seen many of these. Paris,  London, Frankfurt and Venice all had places to slip away and feel at home. Here he could feel as if she never existed. With him always , caring for him, loving him wishing him all the best. He didn’t deserve it. She was waiting for him. Worried about him. He had left her and disappeared. Shame he was and shame he would always be.

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