missing absent friends
i'll see them again some day
a quiet heartache


Heavy wheels trundle
Sparks flashing blue overhead
Melbourne tram bells clang

Sleek café hustle
Façade crumbling above
The Brunswick Street row

Sudden rain outside
Cold air rushes in the door
Jackets go back on

Through the rain I see
Umbrellas and golden leaves
Across the river


the spent tram ticket
reminds me of winter streets
we walked in melbourne


terror's sudden grip
in the pit of my stomach
as the email sends

2006.05.19 (watching the status bar as an interstate job application is sent...)