Feeding The Habit

"I will go in this Way, Oh but I will find my own way out." -Dave Matthews

Friday, September 24, 2004

At a bar, on tuesday

There was a vintage light in your eyes. It almost
made you mythical. The smoke haloed his thoughts.
I read: wanting. And shifted my weight to the other foot.
I look down into myself and find you still there waiting.

I don’t know for what. Not for the life of me.