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The Senator
Chapter One The keys were misty. This time of the year, the air is frequently misty. There was a lull on the tug. Everything seems to be frozen in a picturesque frame. The calm before the perfect storm. The calm waters shoved the gunman onto the deck. His arms raised with a clean shot of… Continue reading
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Walk Alone
If you did not notice me when I was there You won’t notice that I am gone Don’t abuse the time you have here I would rather to finality walk alone Continue reading
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Rest Of My Life
I ran into a man who asked me for the empty boxes he said retirement is round the corner in June he will be seventy-five I smiled and shook his hand in congratulations and may the rest of your life be as exciting as the past. He gave me a sad look and said his… Continue reading
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Hello Goodbye – Metro #10
Friday the Thirteenth empty trains going the other way Bus shuttle spewed jovity and mirth Its all about the small talk commuters From hello to goodbye – an amazing ride Continue reading
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Metro Friday the Thirteen – Metro #9
Metro Friday the Thirteen so far so good Three orange trains going the other way Finally appears a blue train going my way Oh! the predictable unpredictability Continue reading
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Rejoice – Metro #8
Best plans laid to waste remarkably like the green on the watershed run The walk was a hitch on a free bus as the angry storm came by just to mess up The best laid plans of turning a new leaf of a die hard commuter on buses and trains The women transformed for the… Continue reading
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Sweet Breeze – Metro #7
A calm surrendering to public transportation ensues in the morning breeze Alone at the bus stop then swallowed along with the rest of the sardines I was jostled, tossed and wasted as we went from station to station – doors closing The newness of public commute had gotten to me, muscles, bones, brains and all Continue reading
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Thoughts disrupted – Metro #6
I skipped Metro #6 and got a ride home Skipped writing class and made a full meal Cleaned the house and the night is still young Scrolling through where were you on 9/11 Continue reading
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Nine Eleven – Metro # 5
Adonis chatting up one blond and one brunette at the bus stop Start of the day should be simply like everyday In New York City, Washington DC and Shanksville is but The etched replay – a nation shall never forget 9/11 Continue reading
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