keep your / hand on the rail / if / all / else fails

<< Wednesday, May. 10, 2006 - 11:57 pm >>
the lies & the baby blues & the permanently shy

he hoped to see the embarrassment between them. to see it stain their cheeks like sweet over-ripe persimmons, like sunsets in the east, like honey slowly melting on toast, like empty streets caught on fire.

when he finally saw it, it fell around him in the form of maple leaves. he held them in his hands, but could not catch them all. he was alone.