Post by Man in Black on Sept 13, 2008 14:12:07 GMT -5
Irrelevant Here
On a bench by the carwash waiting for the bus
she cries with the rain
swirling clouds and pain
sobs with the smell of water and dust
And the train rumbles through a small town
she wants more than this
he promised more than this
and delivered her the bottom side of down
Thirty-five years to get to irrelevant here
smiling at the thought
of all life has brought
wincing at the thought of acquainted future fear
A bus to somewhere else pulls up in the sun
won't look for a rainbow
as she's standing up to go
never looking back now that she's decided to run
MIB
July 3, 2008
