looking for something magic
I watch the streets from my window
The urge of going down the streets
Clocks, tight jeans, fast cars
angels and dark flowers
Sunglasses in the sun and jogging clerks
Lipsticks and automatic teller machines
Life goes on despite newspaper titles
The time for a roll change
to think about it all (me) again
Contacts for going through the fascination again
during rainy days
& harder days..
Days, months, years spent in the same way
wandering the streets
looking for something magic to happen.