I held it once, for only a few minutes, I had it right in my hands. I’m still not sure if it escaped my grasp or if I intentionally let it go. I’ll tell you this; if there was a small chance in hell to just touch it for a brief moment once again, I’d consider myself a lucky man. I bet there are plenty more sorry bastards out there just like me who screwed up their opportunity without knowing at the time what they had. Ya and it’s not like the Good Humor Man that comes around the block every day, it’s a rare and random happening, like finding money in the street or a cop giving you a break.
Do ya wanna know what really pisses me off? I’ve known some dopes, real jerks, who I believe are far less deserving than me, and it fell right in front of them, landed at their feet. Did they appreciate what they had? Hell no! I guess it came so easily to them without any effort, they thought it wasn’t anything valuable. So they wore it out, wasted it, used it up, disrespected its magic, abused its compassion.
Now think about it. There are others who search their entire life hoping to experience the enchantment embodied in a single breath of its mystic charm. Yet sadly, some may never come close to discovering the wonder of its splendor.
There’s been a few times when it was so close I could hear its faint melody seducing me like a song playing quietly in the distance. By the time I knew it was there the music had stopped.
If there is a next time believe me things will be different. Now, who am I fooling? What makes me think I am someone that deserves to possess such a precious gift? Maybe I’m just not meant to have it for my own.
The reason is probably that I’ve never been very good with that kind of stuff.
On an unseasonably cool July morning in Chicago, equivalent to David Copperfield, Judge Santiago Burdon was born on a Friday. The Bronte sisters, Keats, Burns and Dickens inspired his study of English Literature. He attended Universities in the United States, London and Paris directing his focus on Victorian novels and authors. His short stories and poems have been featured in; The Remnant Leaf, Stay Weird and Keep Writing, Independent Writer's Podcast, Spillwords, The Beatnik Cowboy, Down in the Dirt Magazine, The Raven Cage, Eskimo Pie, Across The Margin, Story Pub, Scarlet Leaf Review, Horror Sleaze Trash, The Stray Branch and Anti-Heroin Chic. "Stray Dogs and Deuces Wild Cautionary Tales" the first book from Santiago was published by HST Publishing in January. He is presently engaged in finishing his book "Imitation of Myself." A non-fiction story encompassing his experiences as a drug runner for a Mexican Cartel. He celebrated his 66th birthday last July and lives modestly in Costa Rica.