i saw indecipherable secrets in the rays of a streetlight
i wanted to know
what it was i was missing
and i, didn't answer
when you asked what i was thinking
i'm sorry,
i haven't been thinking
i've been drawing pictures in the fog of windows
but it fades too quick to finish
i don't know how it came to this
when i stopped remembering
to tell time
or to tell myself to take a breath
maybe it would fog the window again
might blow dust under the street lamp