Thursday, July 29, 2010

What I Saw in the Subway Tracks

Note: From my poetry thesis, "Mementos of a Hostile City"

In a burnished mirror
I have no reflection

And in you
I cannot find the other

My words, your words,
pool like cigarettes-and-rain-water

The unspoken fomenting
skimming the surface


Written: circa Spring 2004

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