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Saturday, February 8, 2014

Subway Poem: # 31

Striata

above, the great grey sky
cold blanket
and the sidewalks
cloaked in snow

underground, warmth and refuge
riding in grey blankets
corner seats
fast asleep

grocery cart
of earthly possessions
as she rides and sleeps
and rides and sleeps
and dreams
 

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