K. Escobar

and you find yourself closing the door,
and just staring.
Staring into an infinity,
those eyes - that smile
just gets tattoed into your deepest being.
And you just feel the meaning of
"Om".



Then you walk away,
spin around,
do something fancy
and
find yourself walking backwards
still staring
the sprinkle gets a little harder,
your stomach gets a little louder,
ya go inside -
but even the damn sesame seeds on your bagel seem to spell it out -
Katrina.
and ya just smile, happily, un-alone, un-done, crazy.
Happy.