Thursday, January 29, 2009

I Miss Muncie

In the morning 666 had been carved into the wallpaper downstairs. I think you did that in your sleep, I said. You looked amazed while you ran your fingers over the numbers. No, I think you did, you said. I couldn't have, I'm not tall enough, I said. This is so perfect, I said while we stood together.

1 comment:

tomkendall said...

that is awesome.