Swinging back

A pharfacy sinking from provinciality

No need for sleeping pills

The night’s just begun

 

Been so long since I saw smiling face

Laughed so hard

Disregarding judging eyes

 

Motor pool gone silent

Colorless cars

Streetlamps and engine idling

Stacks of orange

Coin purse

The irony of spilling its contents out of panic

Picked them up, one by one

The night’s just begun

 

Ingratiating dogs frolicking with each other boisterously

I hummed a song

One I didn’t even like

 

Motor pool gone silent

Colorless cars

Streetlamps and engine idling

Stacks of orange

 

Clouds on a moonlit night

Stare into its eyes and track its movements and

You’ll see a far-off passenger place slip trough the sky

Avoiding falling stars

 

How far will they go?