Saturday, June 25, 2011

On the cab

The familiarity of the unknown language comforts me

In ways that it normally wouldn't

The screech
The hums
The commandin monotone voice
That directs them to the next customer

I've spoken to that same guy for years now
Never knew his name
He recalled mine in haste

What can I say about loyalty?

I take in the 6-8 min cab ride from
Point a to point b
Grateful

Sunday, June 19, 2011

Scarlet

I passed on it the first time
Thinking it wasn't right

Ill give it another go
The next time I have you on sight

Days or 2 weeks pass
Because I never dwell on things

Letting fate takes its course
Possibly someday running back into each other's path

I had climbed over the hills of the crowd
Huddled by the shade from the rain

And I waited for a moment of clarity

I took a chance once I saw the last rain drop

I walked over puddles and crossed the street
Looked up and gazed and our eyes meet

Fate brought us together in the most unpleasant day

I should have stopped you
But I felt it wasn't right

Thinking of the next time I'll have you on my sight

But there would be no other chance
I let it slip pass me again

Now I stand over the doorway of a building
Covered in rain