POEM 032/100

This is the point in the bus ride

—the down slope of the bridge—

when I grow disdainful of any book I’m reading

and lean my forehead against the cool, dirty window

to read license plates

 

 

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One Response to POEM 032/100

  1. I realize I have absolutely no idea what the average car costs these days.

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