By night's end


A single tune
was in my head today

it sings by itself
all day long
and never ends
though it starts many times over

it felt quite good
as the air cooled for the first time
over the city

i did so many things
none of which i had planned

events unfolded in ways i could only react to
and so little reaction did i do
over the day

i was recovering
from nothing at all
or everything all at once
as usual

i can't say i was myself
and i can't know whether i was anyone else
at all

the only thing that comes to mind now
is how many ideas i had
and how they will wither
by night's end