Stream of consciousness...

Post tango blues
headache
maybe a cold
the cool approach of autumn
colder than usual
after all the embraces...
counting down to next embrace
listening to Troilo
thinking
feeling
too much...
Walking on a bridge that really isn't there
between what can be and what is
Walking on a bridge that is crumbling
from dreams to daily hustle
from goodbye to hello again
from this time zone to that, and then to another
with a tango stuck in replay
over and over again...
cada vez