Funny How Time Flies (When You’re Having Fun)
01.02.2022 at 00:01
Two drinks
no more
Run and blend of the colour.
I decide to walk home,
it’s cold,
and relaxing.
The buildings seem small,
as if by tiptoeing
I’d be able to
just see beyond them.
The walk is not in my mind,
the rhythm lets me go,
and I follow.
A train in the distance seems
to move so slow,
with its head lights lighting up the night.
Time is slowed.
I see a chair outside,
in my street,
but it’s my roommate
who lets me rest,
when she smiles at me
as we cross in the kitchen.
Up stairs
I take a deep breath
and lay back on my chair.
My eyes closed,
the music fading out.
I am content.
