strange that a place still exists
after youve left it.
That street where you got lost at 2 a.m.
is now filled with sunshine, and people
oblivious to your abscence.
Someone is walking up the stairs of your hotel,
holding the key to your room in their hand.
Beside the subway entrance a beggar
accosts somebody else for loose change.
Somebody else is chasing their hat
along the embankment. It is a green hat. Green.
A green hat.
At the train station someone is stepping down
onto the platform but no-one notices him arrive.