there you stand
always
at the edge
of my thoughts
other writing
the light goes out
the light
goes out
and with it
the flame
in my heart
words get you
in the end
words get you
if you are
one
who lives
in the head
a heart homeless
a car parked
on the wrong driveway
a heart homeless
on the street
outside
old pictures
the hair
darker
the eyes
clearer
the heart
lighter
back then
what the night holds
memories
of what was
is
could have been
this
is what
the night holds
always alive
the crying
of children
the yelling
on phones
the hammering
on walls
the feet
up above
the laughter
in elevators
life
above and below
here
in a city
a building
always alive
the call to prayer
listening
to the call
to prayer
the sky
still dark
the sun
slow in coming
this morning
feet restless
feet restless
for streets
that know
their name
years fade
years fade
as friends
reemerge
from the past
Leonard Durso 