Graceful Answer
2005-01-22 - 3:53 p.m.

He just stands there, mouth half-open, eyes searching for a graceful exit. She is there too, eyes static, waiting for a graceful answer.

The wind whistles, and birds sing, and the brook babbles, but there are no words in his mouth. All creation speaking except two people, one because she is waiting for the other, and one because he has nothing to say.

I wish I had something else to say.