Tuesday, June 14, 2005

Moving Forward

The rattling
Of train on tracks,
Invasive blare
Of it's whistle,
Snoring of a stranger
Set my eyes smoothly shut
To close out the city--
Stolen wallet,
Cash in exchange for an empty lighter,
Cut in line as if
I was not
Even there.

I was done.

Upon waking
Velvet hills spilled out
Like a rumpled blanket
Embracing the world
Tears filled my heart
And my spirit--
Out the train window--
Tucked in

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