Grumpy/On the way to sleep

Or how my mind works sometimes. Or something. I have ridiculously long days coming up because of a ridiculously early deadline, so I will be leaving work late even when I get in early. It’s temporary but a bit startling just now. I am just beginning to feel as though I am living on New York time; and now I just need about two to three more hours a day please.

After work on Tuesday

Anonymous under the bill of my cap
I prefer they see where I’ve been
not who I am
the young woman with sleek ponytail
graced with a bead of rain from my passing umbrella
now leaves the bus so many stops later

I do not want to smell someone else’s food
why does your bag need to touch me
you are thin and I am cautiously bound
leaning toward the window
away from you
yes you are stylish and I have noticed

Dark comes sooner
then again I left the office late
do I really need to contemplate
the purchase of a parka
so far from where I belong
it will be a cold winter

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Smatterings of conscious passages

How smoothly humor flows there
like the water in certain streams
in passing serpentine rivers

An abode
place for abiding
a receptacle for biding quietly

Words filtered through tension
the music of ease stalled
play me again the tune of you

Time be our friend
go-between and bearer of two souls
give us generously of your hidden horde

We need
we cry
we love

False bravado and rushing nothingness
because we are better together
the silences reflect the miles

Not mentioned there
is it too much information
it is a wonder of risk

Is someone waiting there or here
for this to blow over
as if it is some foolish whim of hearts

Be busy for a time
I press into impossible deadlines
to forget the gleam in your eyes

Returning in this too quiet time
how I couldn’t stop staring
your face in the rear view mirror

Late and hungry
how I wish I could direct the stars
to write your name in the night sky