On a bus...

DAYDREAM LOVES
16th.february.2015

On a long bus ride

wanting to escape loneliness

passing countless underground stations

I fall in love with the shadows

appearing and disappearing tunnel after tunnel,

almost forgetting bothersome flickering lights.

Later, I fall in love with a stranger

checking her cellphone, tall with a boy-cut

full of silence like this bus car,

i’m sure she’s checking the news

or a lover’s text-message

all those passing things we build essence from.

Somewhere between downtown San Francisco

and Ocean Beach we surface

I fall in love with a cloud as she travels above

graceful beauty in her aloof whiteness

that winds push north,

soon I fall in love with the memory of your voice

heard many nights, close and lifetimes away

giving nothing as I sit on this bus dreaming,

looking up again, I fall in love with a seagull

flying high, one with the blue

I want to go where she is going

to imagine a world below growing small

but I can’t go there, I leave the bus, last stop.

Walking down cold streets

I fall in love with salt air I now smell,

full of the sea, dark green, cold depths

i want to be surrounded by,

writing eternity all over my body.

Later I fall in love with the first wave I see

magnificent blue nothingness,

sitting on a dune watching this day travel beyond my hands

forgetting all I’ve lost.