& where city streets disconnect
    w/ so many smiling souls & eager minds
                                              eager to learn & to live & to live again
& where bullets bend
              through bodies
              through lifetimes through happiness in
              a laugh, in a long morning
                             (a good morning..)
& in a short goodbye in an unfamiliar
town where I saw such a familiar face

& where tides are softer now
I miss the diamond shores, the sapphire
voices of yesterday still burn in my own
           mind & this memory is no longer
                                                           cursed

& the concrete wave every night filled
    w/ strangers, w/ friends, w/ anyone trying to
                             pretend to be anything but themselves

high & hiding from suburban legends
                     far too deep..

& this place is mad
& this world has had enough
madness for one day
& now horizons stretch like
eleven & its trees still
              stand naked
                                 still waiting for a
                                 summer's sun..