THERE’LL BE SOME CHANGES

It’s interesting
how stupid others are. We don’t
know them, we only talk to them
from some distant place.
They’re pretty anonymous,

like waves
that wash up on shore.
We follow the road
up the coast in the late afternoon
in plain view of a golden sun. The people
in the back seat
take a light nap, fall in and out of
consciousness and pick up
a bit of the conversation of the people
in the front seat.

Some day you’ll walk away
from the desk and not wonder
what is going on inside the other person’s head.

(16 May 2006)