City lights don't ignite me
like they did
many early sunrises ago.
Instant gratification:
there's a stop requested please.
Stay. Still and Wait.
Sooner than later.
Just put the time in now,
to feel released.
Passion not in the way,
a dimming background fader.
We are all in the same
broken down subway cart,
running late, for that early meeting.
