Saturday, April 16, 2011


It rained for days
when you left,
the city’s wheels
mired in mud,
waterlogged trees
falling across the road
in splintering grids.
It made me think
of the kind of traffic
where you followed
close behind me,
bumper to bumper,
trusting we would get off
at the same exit --
until the sudden slowdown
the stop and go
the changing of lanes
that led you away from me
and would prevent you
from ever returning

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