Friday, July 3, 2009
Prayers, Portraits, Post-Its (26)
So few ride the art train all the way there.
Most don't board at all, some try a few stops:
drama club at school, lip-syncing the Inkspots,
a divorce poem or a watercolour phase;
by noon you've got the club car to yourself as
you clickety-clack through the cooling green air,
just you and the brakeman whistling Scarborough Fair.