As I was looking up, were you looking down?
As I was looking up,
were you looking down?
Did the street lamp on my street
flicker on and join
the larger glow
of my city?
Did the bay I cross
each summer
deepen
to an even darker black?
Did the last string of lights
along the beach
call you home
as you drifted south
with the night?
tychogirl 
Life is full of so many unanswered questions…..