Bronze verdigris
Wooden beams sagging into your fears
You waited for your time
Sliding into convenience
Frames on your eyes
I saw you standing knee-deep at the green water's side
And as you dangled your legs off the edge, you read
Lamppost-lit illuminated manuscripts and stories of regret
There's nothing quieter
Than your overt disquiet
There's nothing I can do
So I'm just watching you
At the terminal
As you turn the key
The clouds break in
And I watched your hair
As it filled the room
Despite everything
How I wish the trees
In between us could be
Endlessly bare
Window wall yourself
It's bad for our health
But we don't even care
Your downward glance a stare
Were you ever really there?
