Friday, June 4, 2010

urban night

in this night there is a fire
hot like tears and blood
not yet spilt

two men a at a terminal

_________train comes

one gets on
the second turns, walks
___________________the stairs

into the cool night air
not today, not today...
trudge, trudge, trudge
his heel rolls a stone out of the way
it hits a CAN
he tenses

from the window on the right
a couple making love

one foot follows the other
streetwalker calls out "are you lonely"

it's not her he wants to taste
there is a certain door
he needs
as he passes the dark hole _________of another station...

more trains there
but not today.
bums urinating on the

from memory
one turn, a few steps
turn again at the
electricity hums through the wires
by the post where the old dance stops
damn THIS night, THAT train
door opens before he knocks
like she always does

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