on a Blue Train with John Coltrane.
an ambiance: commotion inside boxcars,
excitement precedes and follows
dim lines of passenger cars.
a man, gentle one, mellowed out rubbing
each seat crease; watched by his collie.
totems risen above warning signs,
superstitions are vowels of
religion, uncertainty.
badum bawl bum bum baw
crash a bird pokes its head
from a nest of three. swivel and shake,
uncertain of predators.
this noise follows mama bird,
darting across Everglades; metal which scrapes,
wipes itself conceitedly across sky,
finding half a train in motion.
innards sliced down a center and gutted into
Wonka's mystical chocolate.
a sweet touch that keeps her
on her talons.
Pensive was not the bird who survived.
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PoetryThis is my first completed collection of poetry done entirely through wattpad (As I seem unable to do so on paper or anywhere else) which combines a number of my pervious works as well as new poetry created with the intention of filling this collec...
