wine on the street after midnight

i brought with me a bottle of wine,

a token that came with my bearing news

good grand news of adventures and the boats that will take me to them

we opened the bottle, poured and then

with joie de viver i opened my map of plans

you were less than pleased

and wondered why i had to go do such a thing

and alone

wondered why i couldn't spend summer in

the front rows of your shows

existing as your ultimate encourager

solely for you

wasn't it obvious i was a raging wind and

i need to sail and flicker out some lights make others bright

see with new sight

when you slammed the door

it was me between that and the street

i walked on it didn't matter even if you had written a song for eyes like oceans

the bottle minus the contents of two glassfuls

took its swan dive and the liquid left stains on the pavement

was that entirely necessary

you thought so it seemed

i was on the verge because that was my good news in that drink

i thought about soaking it up with the white hem of my dress

just to defy you in another unexpected fashion

it was a fruity full bodied melbec

wild raspberry on the nose

and i hated to see it wasted

but it was late so i walked back to brooklyn

i knew it would be a long walk form long island city

but i felt no challenge nothing hindering

spring was near maybe i would meet her along the way

i had broken the bracelet of us and felt free

maybe i'd sing and skip

and alone it would be

as it was meant

this was a night i walked to walk forever

like a journey on a train that you never want to end

never want to reach the destination 

seems odd for some but i like those blurry images

from the window passing to never stop them