sixty seconds at a time

i saw this girl today at work. she came in for an interview. she was wearing this long tan skirt made of some type of velvet faux velvet otherwise. she had a tatoo of the earth on the edge of her ankle and above it was scrawled, "help us". she had short red hair dark and thick as midnight, spiked in the back outwards.

when she was in the interview i stole a glance at her interview sheet. she liked david bowie and mark knopfler and television. i love television. suddenly i wanted to ask her to marry me.

she slipped out of the interview laughing with the interviewer and and walked to the door, turning only to say: "i'll see you at the end of things and maybe work here awhile." with that i was in love with her falling falling until she got in her car and rove away. that's the best way to be in love, sixty seconds at a time.

2002-09-12 | 12:43 p.m.
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