There’s No Aphrodisiac like Loneliness
A Musical Story Challenge inspired by The Whitlams
“Don’t be late, I’ll keep the light on.”
“Thanks, Ma, you make the world safe.”
“Ha! You sound like Louis Burdett! Go on, have a good night.”
“I make hamburgers, how good can it get?”
I walked slowly down the streets of Melbourne. I thought of Kate Kelly and how by the end of tonight she wasn’t gonna be my girl. They say fondness makes the heart grow absent, and my heart had been away too long.
I called her up and asked her to meet me at my favourite pub, ‘The Year of the Rat’ hotel. At least when it all went south I could blow up the pokies as a distraction.
I took a booth at the back and she came in beaming.
“You gotta love this city!” she said with a smile. “Want a drink? I’ll buy now and pay later, Charlie”
“Sit down Kate,” I said a little rough, I guess time had made me hard.
“I need to thank you, for loving me at my worst. There’s no one as beautiful as you, but I’m tangled up in blue and I’m afraid there’s no beauty in me anymore, so I’m cutting you loose.”
“Someone else?” She said, she cries too hard.
