sigh my eyes and turn abrupt
walk the entire length of this subway platform
feel my mouth, ajar,
another six-month affair
then, this escalator up
take two at a time
four flights out of the station
onto a wet walk
the mega-city air
weak as a dust whisper
taxis line the rail,
await, all lights and wipers
snowflakes sideways aflutter
keith anthony francese
5.15.2013
