October 16, 2010
it feels like
december already
while nearly falling asleep on
the bus this morning, I
ponder words and the future
and other difficult things.
I look up to the
early morning stars, or
maybe to God,
but all I see are
the red taillights
of the car in front of us
and the cameras they install
on buses like these.
the leftover rain
on all of the dim windows
causes visions of streetlights
to refract like fire.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Questions? Comments? Funny little anecdotes?