this moment is beautiful. this moment is already gone.
\
a tree leaned in to touch my aura
we were both green
I wasn't still long enough
//
the train catches my drift
as I drift through the city
  left my intentions at the last station
didn't stop long enough to hear
the kids laughing
\
ding ding doors closing
//
my light exposure is drawn out to a blur
what is
occurred
\
this moment is beautiful. this moment is already gone.
//
feet match the pace of music
earphones glued in
shirley horne playing as I skip
to the next track
\
stand clear doors closing
//
this is just a work sample
nothing final
   you have to return to fully appreciate
     this moment
     this moment
     this moment
ink floods the page
but dries faster than I can write
\
this moment is gone
             before I can capture it