Tuesday, August 15, 2006

it was one of those serendipity moments you see on TV. as i combed through volumes of films, his face appeared across the opposite shelf. i don't think i could breathe. almost half a decade of seperation was between us.

old yellow eyes, old nose, old mouth. it was jarring. i swallowed, painfully wishing to part my blue lips to utter a greeting. but all i did was shuffle out of sight and watched from afar as his yellow eyes danced like they have always did.

old words, old feelings. i feel like a nursing home filled with stubborn old fools.


so she lied at 6:25:00 pm