Alpine autumn stream
Erosion's intervention
Before human hands

Streaming lazily
With no real place to get to
Water's gravity

The question comes again
Overcast, the clear abstain
A desire to doubt the strain
Clouds without the mercy of rain

Gray and roiling waves
Of both cloud and sea
How quickly the tide turns
When you don't look to see

The water changes
Prepared, the matter reformed
Steady in the storm

White noise, black night
Snow is falling
Enough is right

I am not a morning person
But I hold fondness for early birds
I love the idea of living in the city
But I also kind of dont
On one hand you have traffic and parking
And on the other, walking and watching

I commute by train in the mornings
I early bird watch the people passing by
Listening to podcasts of her breakfast cereals as I go
At 7:30 I take the B train to her jawline
Before catching the A train cross town to her smile
By 8:15 I wait behind her tongue for her to sing the early bird song of speaking only to me

Speaking only to me, being the only time I feel worth speaking back
Speaking back, I say we should do this again tomorrow
Tomorrow we will walk, and we will watch
Watch as people hustle bustle hurry home
Home is wherever it is that we may be
B train, I must go, I will return in the morning