first of all
since ive been so confused about this
'season'
ive finally found something to clear the issues up

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0eKORdxJ-So

. . . . .

budapest
i almost saw the sun rise this morning
we left the bars early
walked home along the broad boulevards
the night bus passing us by
faces packed against windows
yellow tinged

buildings regain their grandeur
so late at night
the neon slowly shutting down
cracks invisible by street lights alone
wires stretch above the street
for tram cars to run along
i wait for sparks
to fly
rain down
but they run silent and dark

the years of soot
bring sculptures into high relief
the contrast turned up
shadows darkened by stained crevices

carefully i look up
the facades have been falling
crumbling off
to reveal the simple brick and mortar beneath
scaffolding protects sidewalks
beams of wood shadowing doorways

the walls of the subways
sides of buildings bare of sculpture
post boxes anything
are coated with graffiti
layer upon layer built up
a new facade laid on atop the old

i am guilty of my origin
i am guilty of not knowing
the history of this place
the underground malls
stretching long and far
teaming with people
have only sprouted up
since the communism crashed down

i try to wrap my mind around that world
where what you had to sell
was all there was to buy
supply met demand
and no further
sales assured
money guaranteed
the black market there
luxury acknowledged where it ought to be
a separate cash register there
up front and known
then suddenly
capitalism
with all its trappings
no way to know
what will be brought home
so much offered to overwhelm
shopping becomes an activity...

i must go to the zoo.