Sep 20, 2008 23:24
There is one train and one hundred and twenty three minutes between Poughkeepsie and Manhatten. I want to wear a black dress in Grand Central Station, to check my lipstick in the ticket window. I want one hundred and twenty three minutes against my mouth. I want to see what Poughkeepsie tastes like.
I may have done something very stupid.
Leave a comment
Comments 1
Reply
Leave a comment