Saturday, December 30, 2006

The End of an Era

At the end of an era
I found myself
biking a Rotterdam street
alone with paper boys
no tigers to slay
and the sunrise of today
made the feeling incomplete

1 comment:

Hannah said...

It was the end of an era.

I had hidden away in the corner of a new cafe, eavesdropping conversations.

A girl said 'Baby, no more of this, no more all-night parties with half of the guests previously unknown, no more imitations of bloody mary's - vodka replaced by tequila-, no more of this mid-winter drama. I want to be able to remember what I did last night.'

Her friend replied, 'Don't even start to imagine you can call this over. You'll just wind up more entangled'