escalators

a poem i wrote for my gf

standing on an escalator, contemplating my life (our love)


if i stand motionless,
hold my breath,
and close my eyes
the world
         your world
continues to move around me
without noticing.
a perfectly depressing thought.

so then,
am i meaningless in my existence?
am i to except my transparency
in this world as
         an isolated?
         a dismal?
         a beautiful?
fate?


yes, without me,
the world
         your world
will go on turning.
people will
         you will
wake
eat
work
sleep and
dream.

but maybe.
somehow.
without me there,
or with me even as
just a fleeting memory,
people can
         you can
wake gladly
eat heartily
work passionately
sleep placidly and
dream wildly.


can this be so?
please check:
         __yes
or
         __no