still passenger

the still passenger sits on a train, on the window seat, in the middle of a long car. these are the days when there were drive-in movie theaters dotted across the landscape. at dusk, the images on the screen appear off in the distance. the images presented here are those which are glimpsed, the ones that still her thoughts. the train rolls along. the landscape seems to move, but doesn't. the still passenger sits alone with her snapshots in her mind. she's filling in the spaces.

July 3, 2014

finally chantal appears from around the corner. she is in silhouette, but adele knows her
moves. the way she moves. chantal is about twenty feet away now emerging from the
fog. adele is in love with chantal. she is walking to adele carrying a small gas lamp.
adele sees the small flame flicker. look closely. that is the small light in her eye.
adele is in love with chantal like adele is in love with arthur. very little difference.
all in all. we are all terrible romantics. the worst kind, really...