The all-night convenience store's empty
and no one is behind the counter
You open and shut the glass door
a few times
causing a bell to go off
but no one appears
You only came
to buy a pack of cigarettes
maybe a copy
of yesterday's newspaper
finally you take one
and leave
thirty-five cents
in its place
It is freezing
but it is a good thing
to step outside again
you can feel less alone
in the night
with lights on
here and there
between the dark buildings
and trees
Your own among them
somewhere
There must be thousands
of people in this city
who are dying
to welcome you
into their small bolted rooms
to sit you down
and tell you
what has happened
to their lives
And the night
smells like snow
Walking home
for a moment
you almost believe
you could start again
And an intense love
rushes to your heart
and hope
It's unendurable
unendurable