july

since i moved here,

the city lights from my balcony

have been my stars at night.

i'm slowly checking them off,

been there, done that,

now the places I've been 

suddenly look dimmed. 

i don't want to ruin the mystery.

i want to remember it fresh.

i'm sitting at a table for two

waiting for god knows who.

i want to get a map of the world

and throw darts at it. 

that's how i got here in the first place.