Wednesday, September 30, 2009

552. TRAINMAN

TRAINMAN
The African conductor,
who was standing tall,
I'd seen before at Limerick
or Bordeaux; somewhere.
One of those dumb and
paleful places where tourists
flock to eat. He stood straight
as a tree and - as I watched -
hardly moved a muscle
but to blink. I imagined
him at some Sahara stand,
idly watching the wind and
the weather blow.

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