80's hair

the shape of this vision
on my morning commute
is as much like time travel
as it is a daydream
faces of people
lives moving 'round
in the flush of youth
a scene
things happening
people caring
and hurting
and trying
and crying from the strife
of wanting to matter

the girls
all full of purpose
and love for all the world
smiling as they write
crosslegged on an old couch
or elated from news of
some happening
wild-haired
and eyed
and vivid

i miss you.

the cities
full of idealistic children
and art
and music and literature and love
and significance

i like my dream