Train rides and the girl with the Batman pack


Southbound train heading north, downtown bound, wondering where the girl with the dark hair and the Batman pack is.

It’s a Burberry day, puffy jackets and gloves and a three piece suit.

Snowfall meets morning and I close the blinds to another day. Not another day, no, not yet, not today.

I wondered why as I saw the bus speed by at the end of my street. A minute or two more, anywhere, last night, before the words, between the letters, right here, anywhere but right here right now.

Where is she?

This entry was published on October 11, 2012 at 10:35 am. It’s filed under Life, Love, Uncategorized and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Follow any comments here with the RSS feed for this post.

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