here we are again

the dawn of a new year
HNY to all btw
2008 ...8 ...good lord
it seems like yesterday that it was 2007
time sure does get to flying when yer pushing 50
(no surprise as 2007 only represents 2.083% of my life)

i wouldnt say 2-naught-naught-7 was a bust
nor would i say it was the best
i spent most of the year trying to adapt
and feeling sorry for mice elf
[i know i know - wah wah baby suck]
nonetheless - im still kicking and looking forward
to what the future holds
[hopefully that includes a
wonderful well-heeled woman
looking for me and nobody else but me]

i worked ny's eve ...as usual
[busy as shit and not especially lucrative]
anyhoo
coming home on the subway
about a half hour after HAPPY BLAH BLAH BLAH
[...i know its jaded, but its true]
((obscure 'christopher cross/'friends' reference))
anyhoo
an elderly couple enters the scene
they are flanking my left as im staring out the window
avoiding eye contact with the world
they chit chat then slip into a confortable silence
moments later
he kinda flicks me with his toque
and says "happy new year"
and she smiles the same sentiment
i reckon i am either sporting a city-size glower
or these folks are just plain nice
either/or - i take it for what it is, smile
and we make small talk for a few stops then part ways

...i think that was God telling me to get out of my head
and walk amongst the living
or at least be part of the walking wounded
[do chicks dig limps as much as scars? :) ]

earlier today (on the subway as well)
on the way to work i saw the following poem:

dialogue

once
when you turn your back
at the kitchen sink
you ask me what colour your eyes were

i stand very near to you,
and very still, not touching
or looking
for what must be a time
because after i answer you ask
what took so long?

entire geographies of sky between clouds
pool inside my head

to me no time has passed at all

by michael bradford

when i try to envisualize "us"
this is the how i hope to feel

eons in just one moment
and one moment for eons

until then
bern shares
bv)