Deep Purple

Tonight I went to Baker Street to get a sub sandwich. The air was thick and I could feel it pressing down, this dense thick air, wanting so desperately for it to rain ..waiting. and then it did for a few minutes with purple lightning for extra effect. Today I shared a joint with someone who is HIV positve, my fingers were full of paint and I was dehydrated from the coffee and the dense thick humidity of his appt. I wondered what it would be like to live for ten years knowing you had this virius, wondering and waiting for some kind of sign...any kind of sign. Purple lightning. And then there it is. it is everything and yet its nothing...but it means a whole lot- at least for the moment, doesnt it?what if this was the purpose right here right now? this Fragility, this fleeting moment flickering across the sky just enough for us to remember, but it goes oh so fast. And the memory of it is even far more beautiful.