The FAB&PP Poem of the Month For January 2020


  Three Train Poems
 

why do
i pay attention
to the guy
pacing two
yards away

why is it
so cold and
why
am i so early

and for what?

everyone traveling
with their gifts

i am alone

he's still
pacing and wears no
socks

because the
sign says
quiet car
little things
become
annoyances

yet the
dead sound
rolls
through
the canceled
whispers

even as we
pass the
factory

Smoothie
Foundation
Garments


in Jersey

sometimes
there is no
escape
sometimes
there is no
return
sometimes there
are no plans
(there is
no future)

and there is
comfort in
their absence



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