sam_shepard – blackandwhiteandcolours

What’s going to happen?

Why would I want to be distanced, anyway?

I had an impulse to wave, but I didn’t.

I stood there for the longest time, just watching.

I make things up. I do.

I don’t know what to do.

No one’s around.

I didn’t want to wind up like that, that’s for sure.

I sat there a long time in silence, staring at the floor.

They never turned to see me.

I knew what they were doing.

I’d dare myself to go in there, just go in and appear and don’t say a thing.

They never talked.

In another language, in another time, her name meant “happiness”, I guess.

That’s about all I can remember.

How far away is the rest of the world?

It looks as if she’s been waiting there for hours

I might just as well have come down here all by myself

Actually, I’m just glad to be alive

Why is everything I am conjuring up in black-and-white?

She turns to me with a smile and rubs her eyes with the back of her hand

It’s just great to see you again

For some reason, the background seems to have gone silent

You don’t remember me, do you?

Dead of winter, icy roads, wind blowing sideways across the empty cornfields