Stuttered words are what your lips sputter out
The light in your eyes fade
As the recap of your life starts to play
The wheels in your head start to turn
Spinning little reels of film which are projected through your eyes
Your left eye twitches like the cigarette burn
That flashes as the reels are changed from bad to worse
And you just stand there
Vision blurred
But it’s all seen clearly now
Because you’re watching it happen to someone else
Then you realize that you’re watching yourself
Like you have many times before
Your private movie fades out and the credits roll
There she is again right at the end
A teaser
Walking through the door
LITTLE TALKS 