and one day soon

i will go to the moon

take a quick break

one  wednesday noon

between meetings

writing two-page briefing notes

i will pay with bitcoin

for my ride and root beer floats

in a faraway place

where the standard time is gmt+10

a stranger lives (alone?)

my angst he seems to understand

together we may go to the moon

with ripped jeans and purple bandanas

have a picnic lunch

with ice wine and mini bananas

talk about ways to get around

with compass cards

from 1100 chestnut st

watch the summer stars

and then to darling harbour

we will fly away

have cake and coffee at soul origin

one stormy day

reflect on maya and the sorrow of androids

laugh about collecting dreams and getting through life

i will get the blueberry jam and brie

you get the sparkling champagne and ceramic knife

together for the first time

we will have dinner

until dawn talking about spirals paired

there’s no saint and sinner

will you reach out

never…or soon?

a break with me perhaps

one wednesday noon?