looking out of my window,
parking garage, deep jersey,
clutter and industry,
all opening wounds in the earth,
other coin side,
last night, beautiful music abound,
B.B. was the star, and what a star,
chip bag crackles, water noise stops to start again,
hotel laziness, 'completely space-out'
been pondering something I heard on the radio a few days ago-
'the only truly happy ending is a new beginning'
at first, I thought,
that it was silly,
then it really spoke to me
and I fully embraced the notion.
What do you think? - RP