Ambivalence Avenue

In between these white hotels

The parallel pavements are peaceful

The fallen leaves from flakey trees

That decorate car bonnets

I had this beautiful day-dreaming moment

The sun was shining strangely amber

Shouldered by flickering golden-green avenues

And city-doves perching on vapour trails

Then we saw from the upper deck

Watching ourselves as if seeing our future

Greeted by strangers who seemed to be good friends

And welcomed us through their shiny red door

That's about then when my dream began fading out and hearing the thoughts of ambivalence