A STREET YOU'LL NEVER KNOW you've been standing there too long looking up at the window you gotta move hiding in the doorway while the rain is falling what're you trying to prove when you're wandering alone and looking for the street of dreams it's so easy, you take a wrong you're lost, you can't move that's the way it seems up there in the window is a face you knew long ago just a blur in the rain on the window pane on a street you'll never know something cold and sharp in the air is hovering you drink it in and it settles in your heart like a pain that's nowhere so where do you begin sheets of frozen light are reflected on the black, wet streets and even though the rain soaks your hair and pricks your skin you can't move your feet you've been wandering so long and you don't know which way you should go just a blur in your brain like a passing train down a street you'll never know there's a shadow on your face and your eyes are like halos you're sinking in and your hands feel so frail and the light so bitter from where you've never been the face in the window peering through the dim, wet cold and you think something's died in this place you hide on a street you'll never knowwords © 2000 Richard Isen