Tagged: metro
on the opposite
on the opposite
side of the track, you rivet
me, and as the train
rushes into the station
early, the eye is electric
performing a swift
jigsaw puzzling of
your face, arms,
legs, look, pose, then
putting them back
together again, linked
in slivers
of glass and gaps
between coupled
cars, a classic
theme and variation
.
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before music became
before music became
portable, it could tickle
the toes, pull on our
skirts, tease our rhythms,
and make small talk
with memories. it is
no small wonder then
that we pack the trains
every morning, side
by side, plugged in,
absorbed, seeing
without looking
.
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