Wednesday, March 30, 2016

Green Line

Stand there and you will catch it downtown
Union Station where number forty
going near where you want to go whole
life story stuttering desert thin old palms.

Back beyond marble halls and polished
women on tall pedestals you know the gaze
will this attract destiny molecules all rushing
where my focus landing long boulevard.

It is not bus without thinking of the forays
on another island.  Why did they vote it down?
Answering the past will only present further
inside love in fact the best will be along.

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