Thursday, August 19, 2010

track on a track with flowers

Odilia Rivera Santos

listening to blues while i wait on you
you being fate, not a man
a patient and smooth one though
biographies fed me lines about being on a track,
a course that takes on a life of its own and
leads to places and people you supposed to meet.
there was something too about surrendering.

i surrender and slow to a snail's pace to watch rush-hour ants zig zag, push
let them control and have it all
it don't matter to me anyway

i see the track
mine has iridescent wild flowers -
hanging from rusty metal sides.

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