Monday, March 26, 2007

SHE GOT

She got in first even though she arrived after me.
One.
Two.
She leaned forward looked at the numbers.
Three.
Four.
‘What floor we at?’ she said.
Five.
Six.
‘Six,’ I said.
‘Oh.’
Seven.
Eight.
The lift stopped. She got out.

0 Comments:

Post a Comment

<< Home