The FAB&PP Poem of the Month for June 2006
wrong window seat
no moving gazes to contain
my thoughts
shuddering
through closed eyes
like time itself
weighing
the sway
as we pass
the factories and disused
sidings
rusted
roofs
a single cop
standing
in a parking
lot
watching
the west side
track
time as memory
like a string
pulled
taut