who knows / when i close my eyes
in the future in the future i see myself standing at the door of an apartment building. Its one of the take-over apartments in a slightly more ethnic area…. like Alphabet City used to be in my imagination. ‘the’ girl left an hour or so earlier. i’m holding a paper in hand, but not because its mine. It’s a neighbors. I place it in their box and close the door.
I’m awake wicked early.
I walk the streets and stop and get coffee at a place much like Lolita but its not Lolita.
I stop at a market and get some fruit and vegies and a paper.
I walk more and get to where I work. I climb several stories to my office and call a girl. She just got to work and can’t talk long. But we say hi, i love you and we can’t get together for lunch today but will tomorrow for certain.
I look at pictures from playing soccer and frizbee in the park - who knows what park it is.
Me and some co-worker, partner types go to a museum to schmooooz with a client.
At lunch we have food and drinks and get happy and go walking. While walking we think of many thing to do and to make the world a better place.
I head home early and make dinner for ‘the’ girl. ‘the’ girl comes home and we enjoy dinner and she leaves for a function and comes back to me working. I work, I pause and enjoy company of ‘the’ girl, we enjoy each others company and then when she has fallen asleep i carry her to bed and put her to bed.
a friend of mine shows up at the apartment and we work for a few hours. we descend to a bar at the bottom of our building and enjoy a few. he leaves.
i get in bed with ‘the’ girl.
we wake up and start more.
i’m definitely happy.
i feel pretty happy.
when i close my eyes….