Friday, 4 May 2007

train ride by Janet Butler

A momentary sun shines
on a world lighter, brighter,
half-glances almost meet
to slip to nonchalance
as eyes shift
feigning interest in passing things
heart beats
in fluttery stops and starts
a tightness
where longing sits
the pit
where dread
electric wires
of desire.

Janet Butler, Pittsburgh, USA

1 comment:

Crafty Green Poet said...

I've been there...