as much as I

Asleep
on the other side of the train,
a woman's head lolls
to the shudders of the LoopLine.
Her mouth is open
in an endless "ah."
Her finger keeps
a place in her book.

I don't imagine the world
she is dreaming.
Last year I would have
been so arrogant.

Today it is enough
to see her thumb tap twice
and know she believes her lies
as much as I.



10.19.05