Before I Forget
A one way street with beautiful yellow cabs.
I ran to the light for 25 minutes, used Scope
with green mint blast, did breathing exercises,
chopped an onion, whipped three eggs, and poured some ketchup.
I drank the last of the cool coffee in one big gulp
that hurt as it stretched my throat. Classic security
envelopes, Waterman black ink, Diptyque Pomander
spray, and a feeling for autumn. Things become a little
less obvious as we go through life. Consciousness is tied
to work, it does nothing but make us feel wobbly.