It’s hard to believe that it’s time to go

that this time tomorrow it will all

feel like a dream

that I can’t quite remember.

Now, this reality seems more

than anything else – the rest of the world

doesn’t quite exist

out the corner of my eye.

For me, the river, the boats

the narrow streets and the dreamers charm

seem more real

than anything else in this world –

and elsewhere might as well

not quite exist anymore.