maybe ive just never spent this much time alone before. when did it start raining?
There she is, that girl in the poster. with her long legs and her long brown hair, hanging a little over her face because she's looking down. she knows a couple things, I suppose. there's more than puppy dogs and dr. pepper on her mind. a little more.
it's raining. I'm not sure that I remember anything about the sun, except that its insanely far away, out there in the deep black pit of space. some times its fire flares up and it messes with all the cell phones.
look at her. she's crying. why...
there's water pouring down her face, matting her hair into soggy strands.
look, look at her hands. they're so pale, so cold. those are not living hands.
and yet they hurt. numbly, they've been gripping that rail so hard that they're hurting and she doesn't even realize it.
cold, so cold. the metal rail. it's edges dig into her flesh, and the red paint flaking off is going to become small splinters in the skin of her palms.
why does she sob like that? she's forgetting to breathe, she's so choked up.
who would have the heart to make such a pretty girl cry like that.
there's seagulls flying over there. above and around. the storm must be worse on the ocean.
there they are, gray silhouettes against a gray sky. the thin parts of the clouds make a mosiac of bright soft gashes, straight above the bridge.
maybe if she was looking at the seagulls she'd be happier.
at the free, soaring, light-hearted birds. they're feathers are water-proof. they don't have hair that matts up in the rain and sticks to their skin, their lips, trying to get inside their mouths. they don't have tear glands.
they don't have love.
do they?
oh. maybe i missed it before. there's white foam and bubbles disturbing the wind-blown, white-capped surface of the water... so small... so far beneath the metal rail.
i wonder why i didn't see the splash?
maybe that's what she's been looking at all this time, and i didn't notice.
oh, well.
i'm not sure i remember what pain is.
oh, well. look at the universe. it's so small and vast. like a flame.
and it's so bright.