Wednesday, October 15, 2008
two way street
two way street she drives alone. she sits and sobs she doesn't have a cell phone. she tries, or she thinks to make him understand. standing on a roof now shouting as loud as she can. things must be done.... you think they both could see. there is no i in the word we. her pen is her hand, she types and hits undo. she dies to herself, that's the end of the girl name Lu.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment