~ Burlesque & I ~

 

 

 

 

 

Burlesque and I had been talking for quite a while now, her hair seems to finally come out of its hat and scarf

 

 

 

 

She said it bothered her, the hat and scarf, her gloves too

 

 

 

 

She took them all off, even the gloves

 

 

 

When she took her hat, scarf and gloves off, she turned to me

 

 

 

 

 

“Where are you going?”

 

 

 

 

Her question surprised me, but not as much as it did when she waited for my reply

 

 

 

 

 

“I mean, we are all going somewhere, aren’t we? I suppose that woman that came by earlier with her child, is going somewhere as well; you know what she told me she said that she was going to visit her mother who is very sick.”

 

 

 

 

 

 

I stared at Burlesque, a shine glowing on her face as she talked to me, her eyes going to distant places, far away, somewhere I can’t go to because it is only in her head, she is seeing them only in her mind

 

 

 

It’s such a shame no one can go inside a persons’ mind, it’s such a shame how we don’t acknowledge one another as humans, and this was what Burlesque was telling me, she was saying how people come and go ad they don’t notice the people around them, one second may pass, they forget and pay them no mind, but it is because of them that we are here and alive and breathing, that is what she is saying

 

 

 

 

 

 

The question for me still remained;

 

 

“So, where are you going?”

 

 

 

 

“Home…”

 

 

 

For some reason, looking out the window as I said that triggered an automatic response from Burlesque

 

 

 

“Home, hmm, but you just left from home, didn’t you?”

 

 

 

 

I nodded my head, not moving it from the window as the smoke from the trains’ chimney top began to be visible against the crystal clear sky

 

 

 

 

 

 

I did leave home, but I left it to go to another home

 

 

 

 

I looked at my watch again; 15 minutes to 2