A Pill and cool coffee as I recline on my bed. Miles music plays to silence and the body disappears………………………just the mind in a place where there is no time, no before or after. 
A meditative trance like state no broken body just the mind wandering through………………….
I pull out of the Crosbie lot on North St. waiting as two cars hurry to the red light a formidable black women cuts to the side line as her skinny white friend prepares a crack back block ………
she leans over my shoulder laughing whispers of the sweet song of youth…….
the moment passes reality returns and I am late to the dance.
peace pjc
