The FAB&PP Poem of the Month for June 1997
the jets echoing off the
low spread of clouds
confirm the coastal
forecast
and the deepening
twitter of the birds for
rain
later
while we sit outside
of time and atmosphere
in human land detatched
missing the details
that the dog (for instance)
can
probably smell
although
why that same dog can't
seem to figure out
that the rail tracks
are not a safe place
to sniff and
scamper and why he won't
run
at the train bell is
beyond us all
his paralyzed rear end
twitches but not
at the thought of
another brush with
heavy metal
crush
death
the foreboding sky
not impressive
or impassive even
this morning
next morning it's
the pebbles in the
asphalt the train
rolling
no bell in deference not
to the later hour
incongruous
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