traffic(old)
Today is the day
Today I’ll start my car
It smells of intimate moments in the back seat
I see billowing storm clouds, the day can’t be beat
Today is the day
Today is the day I’ll see you, I won’t feel blue
Gloom replaced by you
Who knew this day would come!
A café on a winding street
Aromas wafting from lovely couples into my cup
Bottoms up, the day will be long
Today is the day and I say
“The traffic blows but today I’ll see you”
Passing vehicles with upset faces, frowns, xpressions of loss of life
The city grinds slow, the day is on hold, the day is on hold, the day is on hold…
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excitement is grey
The day drags. Excitement is old. Gloom is new
What does it matter the way my heart breaks and fades?
About the Creator
Jose Arriaga
Poet and filmmaker. I love to craft stories that capture the beauty and absurdity of every day life.
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