terça-feira, 2 de junho de 2009

Runny Swollen Nose

The man is crying on his elbows. His face is melting from the falling tears that won't stop falling. With a reddish face and a runny swollen nose, his eyes seem to fall off. He tries not to look around, he's embarrassed, he might know someone. A girl sits next to him, but he seems to cut her off. She's gone in less than a minute. He looks briefly around not fixing, a glimpse. There's a pack of cigarettes, he grabs one and the guy is barely able to light it. Puff, puff, cry, tears, internal images on his mind. He's just fisically there. He just can't help it. The towel is soaked and the fountain is flooded. Suddenly, his phone rings. He hesitates to answer it. It rings till the last ring. Somebody tries to reach him desperately. There's another attempt and he finally picks it up. Silence remains... A kind of a soothing smile is carved on the bluesman face. It's time to move on.

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