The feet in the streets above us

(title copyright Underworld)

This evening I walked in the city.
In need of time to think on what’s what.
Time to shed myself of the various people I’ve been accumulating.
Time for peacefulness.
Isolation.
Music.

You could have been with me.
In some way, I am sorrowful that you weren’t.
We could have walked together and not said a word.
Moved through the city.
And then afterwards you could have fallen asleep with me in the car.