Unrecognized lyrics ring true in my heart and present my mind’s eye with dust-covered windows opening onto memories of mornings that lasted lifetimes and anticlimactic last nights,
another cup of coffee and moon-lit showers, soaping up the window and wiping it clean, only to be blinded by the glare, lacking sunglasses
(lost them in the ocean),
and I find myself looking away
(side to side),
searching for words in my mother language to describe
what one sees when their eyes are focusing
on nothing at all.


You make me feel, sometimes, a lot.


january 2004


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