2:00 A.M.~~~ Going Nowhere fast
2:00 a.m. Going Nowhere Fast!
Bus station, rest room mirror, never meant for her pillow.
Weary head balanced in stereo poses, tears all used up and dis pair of heads rests.
from the sixteen times she's peeked out at the lobby.
He was due
there at ten, but she has no where else turn to, and is going nowhere fast.
weeks overdue, she is also very late as well, but after
she told him, he promised her a trip to the Mardi Gras, to take her mind off what might come next.
3:00 a.m and
the mirror is blank now the china white doll mimes sleep six blocks away in a three story walkup tossing and turning in a void of her dreams.
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