the boy hands the man a wad of cash;
four hundred dollars in total.
the boy nods lightly and walks off
the man struggles to utter a simple 'thanks'
but no words come out
little does he know the boy's fate
in what is now
fifty-four minutes.
YOU ARE READING
stationary.
Poetrylouis has only one hour, which is enough; for time had never seemed to affect him © 2014 by finallyawake. all rights reserved.
