november 9 2009

food and thought form a knot in my chest
i ate too much middle eastern food at the free buffet
lady smokes a cigarette and stands up
nothing left of her perspective there
where she sat
but the lake and the building so stoic
make us seem frivolous in that oakland kind of way
where people's expensive clothes look
intentionally worn out
as i cross the street the seconds
tick away so quickly
it wasn't so hard to reach the other side
the last time i tried
up on the 25th floor my colleagues
are waiting and pretending to get
something written down
that proves we've used our time
oh we've used our time alright
we're falling apart within ourselves
or dissipating