Sunday, March 11, 2007

Everyday VI

He sat down at her table. Uninvited! He talked. She politely didn’t listen. She looked over his shoulder at the dollar exchangers. Were they disappointed too? She wanted to interrupt. Give me back the hope of everyday, she wanted to say. Be like I imagined you. I have my standards.

I can’t help a soprano.

3 comments:

Revealed said...

That's the best I could do! Sorry!!

Confused & Baffled said...

dont apologize. its alright. you did well. i, for myself, cant go on with it though. the ball has been dropped. pick up another?

Revealed said...

Yes please! Let's pick up away.