as i stood beside the rails

crack of lightening eminating to my fingertips

thinking of you

signs come to me

they say

“in case of emergency take this secret passage over here”

they tell me about another train

one that will pick me up when (if?)

we get stuck

and there is also the power trip sign i see

(take third rail for power trip)

i note this

may i need this(?)

too bad i can’t power the train with song

it would pierce through atmosphere

explosive

surprising

and yet hearts bending building

to the exploration at hand

to feet

i look down

i do not know who or what i sm most days

except in your company

heart beating

watch checking

(watch? no be real you don’t own that)

–because no one owns time–

(because you don’t wear a watch)

it’s true

hypnotic realism

bits of words that expound their meaning

like abstract pain upon canvas

i picture you looking into the shape of these words

and the flickering light of the train

like it gave all it had

still i could

in a moment between moments

track

i could find the point that becomes the thing

i could rest my fingers on the pulse of the unrealized moment

it wants to move

and yet maybe it lets go instead

and so i

in stillness

listen

watch

the beauty of the night

and only my words reach out

while i sit

quietly

 

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One thought on “as i sit

  1. The imagery & the blissful usage of words gave a mystic flow to the poem. Thanks for sharing such a lovely post. According to your convenience please do read some of my writings would love to know what you think about them 😊

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