Shawn Elise and I
celebrate the rain with Indian food.
Carlos is there when I arrive and
I can physically feel where I am happy.

The guy from the bus, the restaurant, and
the bus again does not tell me his name
or ask for mine,
but I can tell he thinks it's something
higher that has crossed our paths
more than once.
I rush off to work,
do not apologize enough
for the face I see in the window
as the 1 bus pulls
away.

08/07/2008

Posted on 08/07/2008
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