Silence in her face, at least.
Freight cars streaming past for miles,
Their wheels sound just like tornadoes.
Smokey lungs and empty pack.
Fidgeting with the lighter in my pocket.
Will this never end? Try again...
So, you said you broke up with him?
Her eyes roll.
No getting to this one,
But she's so damn cute!
And this is the perfect time.
Indiana Jones would know what to say
To a girl standing beside her bicycle,
Waiting for the train to go by.