Archive for May 9th, 2017

May 9, 2017

Calm as commute

A book a companion
at the green line station,
morning forming,
read about bike takeovers
and locally staffed
coup d’etates last evening.
No taverns, no problem.
Consorted sorts,
fly as sunder as an American flag
in varied weathers. I love it.
Such a wonder.
Wont be the last to say it.
Love the station empty
and a good read. Companion. No politics to call
me by. No movements
save for on steel tracks–there and back.
No time to think or steer or do.
Sit back. Relax.
At the green line station waiting.
At the station growing patient.