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Sunday, 28 June 2009

Fifty Odd Words No. 18

I sorted myself out: wore a tie, even. You liked that, I think. It was a surprise. I waited all night, replacing the candles when they snuffed out. Around midnight the letterbox clapped. A scribbled note, in your tiny writing, said:

"I'm going now. I want my money back."

I still wait up for you, most nights.

1 comment:

Baroque Pop Radio said...

All dressed up and nowhere to go - been there