lonely ride in bucket 5

lonely ride in bucket 5

A Story by deathcabxcutiex

tried for a 55 Fiction, couldn't stop typing, but managed to get it under 150 words


I just remembered, that time at the market.
snuck up behind me and jumped on my shopping cart;
rode together down aisle 5.

He looked down at me, all blue eyes,
eyes so clear,
and at the corners, those wrinkles,
they were almost laughing.
Then, he smiled--
a slight and boyish smile.

Suddenly, I felt
my eyes grow warm, like I was going to cry,
like there was something

I always meant to say,
but couldn't remember what.

I was desperately close to a coffin of hope,
I thought aloud,

"Is it wrong to pray for something like this?"
"Pray for what?" he said,
as we crashed into a rack full of magazines.
They asked us if we could leave.

© 2011 deathcabxcutiex

Author's Note

A dollar to whoever can tell me where the title's from!

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I really liked this. The title sounds familiar. I don't expect a dollar if I'm right, but something tells me maybe it's something from a Death Cab for Cutie song???? This is a great short.

Posted 11 Years Ago

Darn i cant get the dollar but i thought this was a really cute poem. It made me smile :D
Simple yet nicely done
Good Write!

Posted 11 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

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Added on March 6, 2008
Last Updated on April 5, 2011




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