Two Girls On A TrainA Poem by Slow LeakA friend and I are on a train from Belgium to Amsterdam. We are lovers and friends.. Sometimes one more than the other. Written 1.5.156 Rings between us Bubble jackets, both in black 1 Cream scarf It is you who wears it We take up 4 seats with our 2 bodies Windmills pass, you stare, no headphones The Belgian countryside passes in benign extravagance. The sandwiches you made us this morning take up a third seat, along with our sketchbooks. My backpack next to me takes the fourth. You comment on the weather, “Was that snow?.. Will there be snow?.. No.. That was definitely snow.” 3 Shades of lipstick on 2 Sets of lips Hand sanitizer is passed Followed by a trendy bag of popcorn 20 Nails all cut short Hers are red, mine purple We apologize when our legs brush. © 2015 Slow Leak |
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