Wildy the Journeyman (into_the_wild) wrote,
Wildy the Journeyman

:: He Never Says ::

:: He Never Says ::


He holds a cup of drink from Mac Donald's.

I'm sure it is a Coke Light; that is his favorite drink.

He finishes his drink, and goes on to suck the straw

Until it makes a gushing sound at the base of the paper cup.

I think waterfalls.

I glanced at him, expectant.

He continues sucking, oblivious.

He never says anything, anyway.

We stood at the verandah, one A.M.

Overlooking the highway, nearly empty.

Except for the occasional cargo trucks

That make a rumbling sound of distant thunder

As they approach and appear in our peripheral vision.

And disappear again, like the last shuttle for the day.

Something lingers.

The night lingers.

He continues to suck the straw, of the melted liquid.

I hear the gushing sound of waterfalls.

And nothing more.






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