Carry you de Dispatch

Green river flows,
like glass melting
later it will run black
down its track
into an ocean
she stands on the bridge
dimlight on her back
Someday.
I will carry
I want to float higer
above waves of electric wires
stare down onto the street
see a drunk with a kiln-gazed eyes
telling me about the girl i should meet-
Someday.
I will carry