Imploded....

 
I stand on the sidewalk, a deafening blast
and a building I visited and worked in
just imploded . Destruction of a landmark
always there, diminishes us all. Now just
a pile of rubble, to be recycled or worse.

Ray and I grew up together. school,, sports,
dances, dates and the introduction to alcohol.
We thought it cool to by beer and drink our
way to unconsciousness. The difference was
that I grew up, Ray didn’t.

Ray got into sales, parties, after hours drinks,
transitioned from beer to hard liquor. He started
drinking before calls, got caught and dismissed.
That left him all day to drown his sorrows. He
became depressed and turned to drugs. Pills,
at first then ventured into the needle. He
became homeless and became a sleeper
on friends couches. That didn’t last and he
ended up on park benches.

They found him in a doorway across from
the imploded building. The remains of
what used to be.