Something On Your Mind
[too late for the contest - but the title gave me inspiration to write one]
You caught me casting my eyes on you
above the gaps of heads clustering
inside a subway train, packed tight
against each other, absorbed in their own thoughts
perhaps envisioning their day ahead.
I wonder if I will ever catch you again also
casting your eyes on me - strangers
in this moment in time thrown
together, fragments of life standing still
while the train moves on to get to our stops.
If I had a surplus of optimism, I would ask myself
Is something on your mind, that you could throw
your gaze on me with such disquieting intensity?
But optimism is a kind of wine - it trumps sense,
makes one imagine a wish-granting gem as real.
The train stops - in the rush of people getting off
we lose sight of each other - but maybe
when our worlds collided in an infinitesimal flash
of time, we joined the knights of old seeking the grail,
the hunt as enticing as tilting at windmills.
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