THE FRANKLIN AVENUE LINE
at Park Place
or Dean Street
across
decaying open platforms with their whitened wood
wash
waves of weathered greenness down the line
waves of somewhere unimaginable blossoms blowing
a late spring to tired faces
in this half-
forgotten slow half-empty train
passing in the rain in slow dreams of pleasure
toward the spur's end where
vaguely in-
decisively train and rain
come at the same
time
to a measured
stop
A great selection! I hope the MTA is taking note ...
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