just one

i circle around

these square

blocks

looking for the elusive one;

one, two, three,

go by

but my eyes are on focused

on the cracks

in the ground

and the dark clouds

in the sky

wondering

why

that trash can is full

but this one is empty.

coffee beans

and

massage oils

fill

the air with a strange

transparency

lifting my spirits to the heavens

while i sip on spirits at club heaven.

perhaps i haven’t found the

elusive

one

because i’ve been limiting

my search

to

just one.

-JDR-