today I fall in love
with the woman at the bus stop
I fall in love with her sky blue ear plugs
and candy pink back pack
I fall in love with her half closed eyes
suggesting a foot in heaven's door
I fall in love with the way she sways
like a professional mourner
or an amateur drunk
dangerously close to the edge
of being discovered but mostly
I fall in love with the way she sings
too loudly off key
not knowing half the words not caring
I wait for the bus I want to be there
join in
when the windows shatter their applause

From Days Like These: New and Selected Poems  1998 – 2013 (Interactive Press, 2013),
Used here with the author’s permission.