New day from 211 days ago

New day
New way
Back of my mind, front of my thoughts
are moments past.
Walking flightily through these streets outside, Bill Evans blaring, just as he is in this pretentious bar
Right now

Yesterdays. How I miss their wild sweetness. And how I don't

I miss you, walking with me, watching with me, listening with me through it all. Ah the sweetness
Of you by my side.