……over the edge

I just took my headphones, off!
you see, I thought I heard the door,
I could not have wanted more
at that moment of interruption
feelings became solid & pure.
but there is no one outside.
The polished crystal sphere of thought
of what we could do,
where to go,
how to dress,
what to eat,
where to dance,
its all there.
A finite group of details
mapped out 50 times?
I put the music back in my ears
and the phone says “answer & record is on”.
Another cold, sunny February day
you see,
I was born today.