Gracias A La Vida/I Know You Want Me

If you want to see beauty in your life, especially in the mundane things like riding the Metro, take off your headphones, turn off your ipod, put down that book however entertaining or spiritually enriching it might be.
You’ll be glad you did. There’s bound to be something that lightens your heart, or causes you to become more human…
On the Green line train home today,
I am somewhere…exquisite.
It is the voice, the smooth, silky, sincere, spanish voice That I hear over my shoulder that does it,
That takes me
That renders me unable,
I can only admire
the book slips closed
This is no fantasy, no desire–
I am listening in on
on love
“Now arriving, West Hyattsville.”
Snapping back into reality, I sit up
Another interruption…
“Rosa? Gloria? Quien?”
It is time to go,
but first a glance back
A roguish teenage boy and his buddy…


