"forgive me," she said with outstretched hands, on her knees.
"i've been wearing this skin too long; i've been riding this train to the same cities over and over; never get off at my stop; always hesitate; never go all out. well, it's 'cause i can't read the stop when the train flies by it. And you ask-why don't i slow down the train a little. You tell me i can read it if i just slow down. well, i'm sorry; i can't stop the train because i'm not conducting it. i wasn't sure where to get off, and my lugage weight was a little too much to carry. So i pushed him off."
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment