I went "shopping" for shoes, then paused at the counter, and said sheepishly...well...actually...I don't need the shoes...I only need the empty boxes. a lot of them. I need them for a creative project. She laughed and gave me as many shoe boxes as I needed.
on my way home....waiting at the stop light of king umberto....with a backpack full of supplies and my hands overwhelmed with things to do when I got home. Mind pre-occupied with the moment. I Looked up and saw you there looking back at me. I'm sure some sort of shock must have registered on my face, then denial, then contemplation, with no time to do anything... and anyways what could I ? drop my bags and wave....run after you...just to tell you what? take me with you far far far away...
After the train to the next stop, I walked home in a total mess, a haze of thoughts and things that don't make sense any more. not sure what is up or what is down. but almost totally certain I'm really losing it now. phantoms torment me and follow me everywhere if I see you in every stranger I bump into. the healthiest thing to do is to forget. if only I could remember to do that.
I lit up a cigarette while trying to find you in my thoughts (if that's even possible).
I walked around the whole city, pretending I had something important to do, when really I was just looking for you and singing to myself
" I said rock, whats the matter with you rock...don't you know I neeed you?....oh on that day...but the rock cried out I can't hide you the rock cried out...I can't hide you...the rock cried out....I can't hide you...on that day...so I ran to the...."
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