In a timeless corner of a small cafe
The brick walls and the moving people
Sitting
where time is okay with being
and life is okay with living

The light of what's here
shines
without worry or fear

As people drink and eat

We talked and sang

As I looked down the hall
of people and light
passing and waiting
in time

The song might be playing
The people might be drinking

In this small corner
where everything is happening
without our name

The path of vengeance
or the way of pain
become so unreasonable

As the water and heat
flowing downstream
with money and laughter
singing with all the people

Down the hallway
built by the brick walls
echoing to me
without pride

But this moment
In this small timeless cafe
Writing without thinking
Might be the freest yet
Yet
We lived
and laughed
til we saw
this hallway of a cafe
passing with music playing
and sitting as we decide
Where to go next