Wednesday, May 23, 2007

Every Bell & Tick

Last night I got on the train looking for Nica. I looked all through the elementary school and the orphanage, but she wasn't there. I tripped over saw palmettos running through pine trees. I knew she was just ahead of me. Last night the clouds shook with every bell and tick. She couldn't wait for me. Nica's out there somewhere. Tick tick tick. Her footprints are deep, and that means she's running.

 

1 comment:

Bunka said...

There are one short song from The Cure,...train...footsteps...

this words yours bring me back to the time when i was listening that song.