Tuesday, 29 May 2012

One Sentence Stories, Songwriter.

As the hydraulic brakes of the Greyhound bus release, emit exactly the same noise as they always do in the movies, he rests his head on his folded coat knowing he and his suitcase and his guitar will wake to a Paul Simon sunrise.

Parkstreet.
www.kentparkstreetblog.com

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