Tag: reflection

Ten minutes’ talk will straighten it out.
There wasn’t anything to work out.
She polished one pane of glass over and over.
She was stuck here on this street.
The dark didn’t bother him when she was with him.
The trouble is that these rooms are so small.
Those who go looking are on a fool’s errand.
He must find a way out before it was too late.
Nothing was right; nothing could cure her restlessness.
Now it’s started we’d better finish it.
The past was always in front of him like a river he couldn’t cross.
These nothings are nothing.
Gone Fishin’ Part Two
The air was fresh and starting to warm.
But you can’t reverse time, can you?
Shapes in clouds, faces in the leaves. They made him feel less lonely.
It was like tagging someone and then running away.
She was there to make things better.
It explains everything.
Gone Fishin’
Where do you think we are going?
He has always felt most at home in the dark.
Her sense of time has become unmoored.
Everyone is embarked on their own adventure.
Everybody is asking questions these days.
There we are. Simple as that.
Stand still. Be quiet.
Still, the world has always puzzled him.
The whole house is haunted. It will not let her go.
The forest is still and it feels a good place to be.
This time next year we shall be living like kings.
More than anything, she longs for adventures of her own.