Thursday, July 29, 2010

Day 2

Just bought my second Starbucks drink of the day:

Coffee frap with whip cream.

Whip cream because, when asked by the barista, I replied,

"Well I can't say no to whip."

Now I'm watching bodies move along
the pavement and gutters that
hold waste of those less fortunate.

I gather myself
for Danny
for a drive to Santa Rosa
over the Golden Gate

because life doesn't pause, wallow.

It continues, unencumbered.
Even after days of white walls
and empty corridors.