a vicious variety of vivid perceptions
Arise in the airport, taking their turns
One by one in their game of affecting me —
Faces i’d never notice before become
irresistable
and everyone is actually assembled there for a
divine celebration of
transitoriness

each one that sees me is vivid
but i couldn’t describe a single one to you

but i know that you feel the presence
of each vivid perception
automatically in yr. heart.