Monday, April 4, 2011

In Transit

Complications are always
complicated, tangled
up
with hatred.
Desire and pleasure
go hand in hand. Play it cool,
don't try to understand.


He was from the south
; she was from the north.
Too smart for his own but has a big heart and like
a train, went too fast.
She couldn't lie but knew her way
around. She wanted to take it slow.
They were
perfect for each other.

They sat together in a train
and looked out the window.
In transit
: places, people, time and more.
It was too obvious and perilous:
you might say that was
dangerous.
Incredulous she was.
Untoward and fugacious
;got off with her
suitcase, took her
baby but left her heart there.


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