Sketches from the Morning Train

Preening, sighing, eyebrows drawn,
lips glazed slick, blushed cheeks
and cleavage bursting out
hoping for a glance from the prince
of her nocturnal fancies.

~~~

He celebrates
the blur of ambiguity
his disgust is painted
on his airbrushed face,
pointing to another path.

~~~

She sits inside
a version of herself,
pouring away life,
she purses her lips,
shuts her eyes tight.

 

 

 

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Earth Metronomes

Skyscrapers sway like bamboo
while the rigid oaks break;
lesson learned, and applied.

Then warnings based on
probability calculations
transformed to algorithms
modelling scenarios of giant waves
rippling, engulfing, reshaping
coastlines …

Then failure of power
to cool core rods,
projected contingencies:
nuclear reactors melting,
sea water urgently pumping,
no, not melting completely,
only partially; confusion,
hyperbole, paranoia
and reassurances
while radioactive plumes billow
in the air and on maps.

A photo of a toddler
scanned by men in white
for exposure, and given iodine
just in case…

Earth metronomes
continue to follow
mysterious cycles…