Tuesday, April 10, 2012

She Passed Fulton Street

Don't gravitate away, he says.
Smooth it over with your
sweet talk, your savvy
harmonica skills.

Actually, what works best
is a word, a thought--
any indication that
what we have here is more
than a thistle

Then a saxophone wails
like a cavity entering a tooth:
slowly at first, then echoing,
empty as a cave.

1 comment:

  1. Really love that last stanza and the "wails/like a cavity".. brilliant.

    Far better than the garbage I wrote for this prompt.

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