Mostly things I wake up thinking about and type out on my Notes app on my phone.
Day in day out
Day in day out
We move day by day
Cycles of the sun and moon
Defining our rhythm, our
Step by step
Ennui
Today, I feel ennui
I wake up, my eyes recognizing what's around me
Another day
It reminds me of yesterday
Of tomorrow
Of the week before yesterday
One month ago
Defined by a limited catalog of
Events and actions and thoughts
The page corners dog eared and worn
I turn to the last page of the catalog
An order form
Enter name address payment
Select what you want
Expect your delivery in
5-7 business days
Strings of light
Strung between buildings
Strong wires hold up the
Delicate bulbs
Of pink and blue and white
And cast an
Alluring
Gaudy
Warm
Glow, and everybody feels
Brighter
Within the shadows
People are looking in the shop windows
Imagining their lives
With a new sweater, a scented candle
A freshly baked pastry
Warm on their fingers
They walk on, they know it will not
Change anything
In the daytime the lights are off
The strong wires stark
Against the grey sky
Like plastic cups on the dance floor
The morning after
The romance is still there
But to be found in the memory
And imagination of
What had been
And what would be
If we were to be there