asklepiades (asklepiades) wrote,
asklepiades
asklepiades

trafficlights

I looked out across the boulevard, with rain and starsigns dripping down
the sidewalk.
and glass like water splashed apart before we all regretted it.
Oh, this is Monday and you are Sunday,
my bags are packed for home again.

I'm looking at a policeman now, and he is looking back at me with his robot heart.
Up and down each well mown lawn are reminders of the part
I played in you, I played in this, the mist, the rain
the morning dew.

You thought I had forgotten to advance but I was just waiting for the cue.
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