Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Cars Pass/Lazy Ears

Almost off and crashing
When I hear sound of rolling tires passing by,
Weighted pavement holds above
Streaking subway earthquake trains
Creaking dent metal hum vibration,
Signal dirty and gray labored breath
To outstretched arms and falling bronze sun,
Pull your window shade in the afternoon glow
Exchange it for environmentally safe bulbs twisted
in caring fa├žade, lightening world snake coils under our nose-

And only
faded obscure signs
Point our way—

Hidden in sleep

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