You
eat the quinoa bread in the kitchen
and drink the lungo coffee
before doing the NYT’s daily crossword
in the living room
(how
intelectual-millennial
are you?)
and your heart dreams
you believe in her, in others, in life
you feel that, you say that, you smile, you hold the hand strongly and you
say go
and your heart dreams
you look at yourself
a dark image of yourself
reflected in the water
amongst the cars and the people and the rain
you think of green
and your heart dreams
you follow the cyclist
who has his backpack open
and is heroically fighting the wind while climbing
a very steep and wet street
and your heart dreams
you listen to Bruce Springsteen’s Thunderroad
heavenly sent through your cellphone’s shuffle
and played on your car’s stereo
you cry while you sing or
you sing while you cry
doesn’t matter
your heart
dreams
you arrive at the law school and
remember three times the structure of the class
you think about
all the legal things surrounding crypto-assets and tokens
and then you park the car
the sky opens slightly
it still rains
your remember you have
to pray
and your heart dreams
your heart dreams
your heart dreams