carpark songs
in the carpark, dreams come true and i stand, watching a woman walk across the blacktop. her arms are bent around her and her hands have found a home in her back pockets her face is turned and tilted upwards, like she's just checking with the sky to see if it came up with any more answers, to ask if it's ready to tell the whole story and i know then that if i was the sky i'd give her everything she was asking for and more (there is no resisting her) even as me, i know i've never seen her before and i'll probably never see her again but for those two minutes while she made her way into whatever doorway she's made her future, i kept thinking about how good it is to see moments like this about how much better life is when you're paying attention and i am and so i fall a little bit in love with her and let her wander off into the mystery that is her life. (not every experience must be mine.) and i smile because i'm here and you're here and all of us get to see all of this, get to bounce through it.
2008-02-18 | 9:29 a.m.
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