2009-06-30

waiting on Kevin

It's 1:56 am here. I'm staying awake anticipating kevin's arrival to the apartment. As I lie in bed listening to the sounds of the street meandering their way up into my window, floating up on the summer night breeze, I hear a tenor voice call "Maria, Maria...Maria, Maria," the insouciant swing urging a Dave Brubeck melody. I search iTunes and find the tune and put it on.

Kevin just arrived. Different noises coming the window now...smacking and groans. It's only Wednesday. This city.