What we share may be a lot like a traffic accident but we get one another. We are survivors of each other. We have been shark to one another, but also lifeboat. That counts for something.

Don't be married to a line or verse if it can't rhyme, fit the meter, or doesn't fit the outline.

People dressed in a certain kind of clothing are never wrong. Also they never fart.

I felt white, drained of blood, cared for, purified. Peaceful.

The bell that measures time is ringing

Like the trains, she's never on time and always departing.

But maybe, underneath, she loves him too much. Maybe it's her excessive love that pushes him away.