#sofia
it was the second time
this month
catching the last metro
from Charlevoix
lugging my bike
and a poor night's misfortune
with sore feet
and thinking
about the lack of history
that lay beneath Montréal
how I longed for Sofia:
an underground museum
at every metro station,
the time there waiting
amidst the relics
like a tree growing
into its roots
but here on the platform
of Lionel-Groulx
with its gaudy orange
60s bathroom tiles
I must occupy myself,
and so I reminisce about
how some numbers
make me feel
how 6875 reminds me
of what I’ve been putting off
and 5359 used to be my go-to
and 777 brings me cheer
and 888 was supposed to be
somehow luckier
Oct 26, 2017
Oct 26, 2017 at 11:09 PM UTC
Back to the beginning;
A time when we didn't know anything and
Cared for each other no matter what. Not
Knowing who
They are, but not caring about that.
Only knowing we're all in this
Beautiful world, living
Each day
As it is. Can we go back to that?
Understanding that the past has past, but
Time is forever and we should learn from it.
In this world, we got this one life and we should never take it
For granted!
Understand we're all living this
Life together! Let's make it a peaceful one!
Nov 25, 2017
Nov 25, 2017 at 10:48 AM UTC