'98/'99
6 a.m.
it is dark outside the window
i turn on the music
still sleepy
a sharp guitar awakens me
i go to eat sandwiches
15 minutes to the train
i run out
frost on the grass
the ground smells
fog
i run to the train
music in my head
train
crowd
then wileński station
i jump through a hole in the fence
and i run down past the bus stop
and for the bus
maybe wojtek is waiting there
the 517 arrives and hop
sharp music in my head and heart
i would like to do so much
then the central station
sometimes a stop earlier if it is already getting bright
and i want to imbibe the morning and the people
i run with joy
cloakroom
sacred conversation time
people come and go
today bartek will bring a new cassette tape
there will be a lot of listening
so much energy
smells
music
people
3.I.2015, 50 Avondale Av., Waterloo; transl. from Polish: 14.I.2023, Brzeźno