A train platform at West 4th Street, Oct. 15th, 2013
10PM. She was leaning on a steel column, her head wrapped in an infinity scarf. She looked thoughtful and relaxed. She wasn’t particularly approachable, lost in her own world. Did I ask her because my unconscious could see the movie she was projecting through her eyes? She’s a fashion writer. We hit it off. She was very enthusiastic about the project.
Visualizing life
life in love.
Life with you.
Life you take.
Makes the way
I see things so
unreal
makes the way you
do things cause
A reel, of sadness
in my eye,
why?