on the street home from the train station

Berkeley CA

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it exists in at least two planes. it must be so familiar to us both. sometimes i feel you there at the same time in a different place. today it was warm and rainy and i had cardboard box heavy and awkward in my hands softening in damp air. i couldnt see past it in most moments and i was almost not there for a few minutes. just as much as i was there more than anywhere i could imagine. when will place be the same for us again. its painfully unknown.