Suddenly I remember
the smell of the ocean
and I’m brought back
to an unspoken understanding
I had with the universe
"and i stopped him on the street to ask him how it went and all he did was cry"
north of houston, nyc.
"well i stumbled through the darkness, i’m so lost and alone"
off the west side highway, nyc.
The end of a perfect weekend. (at Vandeusen Botanical Garden)