Poor Jimmy
Unloved and unoticed
There is nothing for him here
In Wheatly, in life
He enters, bells ring
Joyfully
He checks his watch
Scars, painful reminders
6pm, the bus
To the bridge leaves
Quarter after
Again bells ring
Sour
A man, a gun
Life and money
Hand in hand
Clerk starts to
Sweat
"May I help you"
Whispers
Hush
Barely Audible
Fear
Jimmy goes unoticed
Gunman leaves
Rich in success
Tires screetch
Relief
Jimmy walks
Unloved and unoticed
Unscathed
6:13
He'll miss the bus
Maybe
He'll just walk,
Home
I like this, i like the time i spent reading it.
really really good.
it reads like glimpses through a newspaper.
very original.
SJ!
i LOVE LOVE LOVE this one!
you're so damn good at writing!
love ya!
keep up the good work, hun!