The grasses
below the foot bridge
were swept like spring snow,
in mounds beneath the trees.
Too lazy to put sugar in my coffee
I drank it black and hot
and it was good.
The sun was hot,
my laptop is overheating,
the train was breathing heat like fire
as it flew beneath the bridge.
A man tried to sell me books,
too heavy
to carry home.
I bought 13 marbles
from a man named Ray.
I painted a painting
and it was for you
but someone
comandeered the brush...
I'll try again some day.
A man showed up
in an afternoon dream
and I heard the voices of friends
chanting miles away.
It is April Fools
and it is Palm Sunday
and the house sparrows understand
water, food and air
are of great value,
a gold coin of no use.