Friday, March 14, 2025

Two Kids Playing Catch

that once     as i was a kid
made no idea
the storm drain was much louder then
old age brings secrets of helicopters

to an older body     the black sky of sleep
at first draw a blue stripe at the top of the picture
the first time i went down to the subway
i hold its bones like dice in my hand

	behind grey clouds there is invisibility
	the water’s at the lip of the cup now
	then there’s green     that’s grass     at the bottom
	people waiting hardly moving for the next train
	you’ll never reach this age if you think about it
	so much space between green and blue
    
    
    
    
    
from Yew Nork (2014)

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