77. Rush our time

there are
moments
during my days
when words come
to me
in a orderly fashion

marching
as if they were part
of a parade
and I stop
to think
oh how
they might
beautifuly
express
the way that
I'm warmly
feeling
about you
right now
at 6pm
just waiting
in traffic
for the light
to change
from red to green
as this blue
of you
already
changed me
inside

but I
just raise my hand
and show them
my bare right palm
and tell them
to hold on

they realize
it's just not the time

all I'm trying
is not to
discomfort
you anymore
with this sudden
rushes
of spontaneous
but heartfelt
words

all the
people
biting
to move
half an inch
forward
all of them
caught up
in the big ball
of the
wearing
routine

the guy
behind me
yelling
for no reason
and the lady
honking like mad

I just feel
for them
they must've
had
a bad day
a heavy reprimand
from a boss
or a client
mistreated them
and they're now
trying
to get back
at someone
at traffic
just to feel even
even in detriment
of others
with all
the pain in the neck
for the stress and
the constant nodding

but I stay
out of it
I'm just
a spectator
cause I
have this
loving feeling
begotten by you
in me
and that is now
to be shared
with everyone

it only makes me
stronger
and kinder
and nothing
can touch it
or alter
its fibers
this is
what you've made
of me
as you
gently stroke
this small
segment
of my life
becoming
a point
of inflextion
for days to come

who knows
maybe this was
just sleeping
inside and
only needed
some shaking
but I
know deep inside
it's all
because of you

the light
goes green
I let people pass
and give them
a little relief
make them feel
they won a little
today
which
makes me
warm
inside
too

maybe I'm late
but I don't hurry
anymore

the world starts
flowing
again
moving to
its pace
dancing to
our tunes
on my stereo

then I feel like
listening
to the news
as background
and in the first
radio station
the exact song
of that british singer
in the exact line
reminding me
that I will
never be with you

well
I smile
instantly
and sang
the next line
screaming
my lungs out
as if to
scare
the ghosts
away
from that
future
which is
yet to be
unfolded

someone
on the sidewalk
notices my big smile
and laughs
well
that's another
free sample
of happiness
shared
right there
courtesy
of the benevolence
and magnificence
of Ma'lady

just like
the time
you faced
a guy
car to car
on an intersection
and in your imagination
that guy was me

well
I don't know
which is stranger
nowadays
reality
or fiction
as many of
our stories
surpassed
imagination
to sneak in
and find
a way
into my days

but
either way
it's just
something
good
I carry inside
and overflows
to the outside
so I can make
small places
of contagious joy
wherever I go

a little
plot twist:
the guy
from the
hardware store
who mocked
about my mustache
at that time
and got a slice
from this katana
in response
is now growing one
himself
and asked me
why I shaved
mine

I could have
gone metaphysical
and told him
about
the absence
of you
and how
the consequent
imaginary
I've created
from it
has carved
deep inside
my bones

I mean
maybe he
has a story
behind that
little facial hair
of his

but instead
I just said
it's out of fashion
this season
maybe he wondered
where my
swordsmanship
went

eitherway
I'm playing
low-key
cause
I ain't got
my penpal
with me

if you ever
in need
of speaking
your mind
I'm here
to share
that burden
you're carrying
don't hesitate
to reach for me
I'm a
friend
as well
unconditional
I come
with no
strings
attached
I never did
and you know
I mean it

I don't
have a plan
or a tangled
scheme
I'll most
probably
just listen
as I hold you
tight
and tell you
everything's
gonna be
alright
and it
will be

and though
I miss you
and
miss our stories
I know exactly
where
I'm standing
now