Tuesday, December 28, 2010

I saw it down south
No first I saw it reflected north
I saw it down south
A single strike to the ground
Then I noticed for the first time the F-train
At its highest point
Down south at Ninth Street
From here, the ninth floor
Lightning lighting up the window
Reflected in the dirty window
Of the apartment where my brother died 
Then I sat in bed
More reflections looking north
Buildings in the way
Then it came
The rain
Like a train
From the south.

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