Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Strays – October 19, 2011


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The morning

light rose

dark, and stayed

dark, deeper

blanketed by

even darker

umbrellas

and moods.

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Why do they insist

on coloring

umbrellas

so morbidly?

It doesn’t do

anyone

any good

when you need one.

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Standing un-

adorned, I watched

as people ran from

tunnel to buses,

running further

into an un-

stable safety web.

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M86 East End:

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I would not go

to the end,

and so I stood

there, letting

the wet inherit

my wind.

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M86 Yorkville

E 92nd St/1 Av:

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only another way

to call it the end

of the line.

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The rooms were quiet

at first, and then

much less so.

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I hid

in the men’s

room, remembering

my lady friends,

feeling relieved

and barren and

still incredibly sad.

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And then,

later, after,

standing

on the still

raining side-

walk, two

strays turn

the corner

and stoop

near the street-

gutter, staring

at the water

collecting,

and then leaving

on to some-

place else

entirely.

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