congrat you station

“If you don’t raise your eyes, you’ll think you’re at the highest point.”
Antonio Porchia.

.

.

words stacked in bricks, pointed
neatly and splatted with pigeon.crap, read;
Dunns Guns, fine purveyors since 1804.
You shot me right in the head
that night

words in walls, built to last, edging the
grimeguilded, sallow-lit street.
Her humming ears
dulled to the precision of balance

and remember

how everyone laughed
on the time-paused platform,
that smelled like Italy in the winter;
confused by the absence of rats
that snatched our crumbs
of skittering.conversation last time ~
but it had been warmer then.

thrum-humming  tracks
and three words haphazardly stacked;
billboard boredom built
and we boarded, tired then….

promises pulled slowlyaway
dragging track-sparks
and screaming the truth of grinding steel

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~ by Beeskiffle on May 29, 2010.

2 Responses to “congrat you station”

  1. So very Ebby with its perfect control over tone, crafted punctuation and word inventions, soundzz running through it. Perfect.

  2. You are a weaver of words.

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