Regular mascara

For the first half of Dianne Reeves' concert I kept choking up. By the time she sang the last words to Windmills of your Mind I had tears streaming down my cheeks. On a non-waterproof mascara day!

Is the sound of distant drumming
just the fingers of your hand ?
pictures hanging in a hallway
and the fragment of this song
half remembered names and faces
but to whom do they belong ?

when you knew
that it was over
in the autumn of goodbyes
for a moment
you could not recall the color
of his eyes !

Marc and I ended the evening at Toast where I was the oldest customer until a couple of professors showed up.