goldmourn (amberdawnpullin) wrote,
goldmourn
amberdawnpullin

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poem: my mouth is a train

my mouth is a train

after talking for awhile:

i start to slacken a bit so,
like the via train sliding in
to the bay of Union Station

brakes slow to stop – to stop
me weary until i have pulled
myself somewhat together &

arrived at the
end of my line.


- adp, 09 January 2012 @ 11:40pm
Tags: poetry & prose
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