waking up downtown
in someone else’s bed
to the noise of cans falling
looking out the window
to the street below
a homeless man collects
sampling last nights
leftover drinks and dines
the sun barely breaking
through the city landscape
i gather my belongings
careful not to wake you
whoever you are today
i remember who i met
under the influence
through two doors
a staircase that smells
of liquor and varnish
i finally depart
i walk further
down to the core
passing convenience stores
coffee shops, artisans
who are only now opening
a breeze comes
straight from the lake
passing complexes
highways and paths
invigorating the population
i check the train schedule
before grabbing a ticket
rushing to the platform
to head home in the west
i take my seat
by the window
looking out
over the water
feeling the breeze