a child stares over his mother's shoulder. at me.
this cuteness doesn't last long is what you said.

yes it lasts at least until he lies down
in his father's arms, still as moonlight.

and then he's up again to stare again.
they don't know he wants to talk to me.

he knows no words, so he varies the openness of his eyes.
they don't notice he stretches a hand towards me.

time management is an interesting concept.
it is impossible to manage priorities
within a given amount of time.

now picture workers overcrowded on a train.

priorities existed prior to this.
priorities do not give in, they exist,
and overcrowd a given amount of time.

time management is not interesting at all.

friction not time stops a train.
time is not a train but causes friction
within priorities as they exist.

now picture yourself.

prior to this it all existed, though
you may say this train never arrived here
now as it did just now. stop crowding.

time management is a train with no station.

interests existed prior to time management,
which itself was managed prior to the arrival
and helps us picture the overcrowding.

picture luggage left on a train platform.

i heard you sing busco un raro encantamiento,
and i know what that means over strummed strings,

quizas.

que significa a mi es una gloriosa mañana,
y busco tambien,

quizas.

a painting where the light exists stratified
high above, glows in tones of foreign words.

busco cuando el sol es recibido
por un patio de cemento,

quizas.