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Monday, March 30, 2009

The Tram Dream

Climbing over people
at several hundred feet

the fair-like atmosphere
and lederhosen

the woman next to me
has a rubber-band
stretched around
her head

she's wearing an operating-
room mask

she complains
that the grass
needs mowing

and she points
"See," she says,
"a shame"

so I look
it's too far down
and I see something
like the Royal Gorge
through the space between
the wooden-plank deck
of a suspension
bridge

"Don't worry,"
you say. You
are always
saying that

bird-like, loud.

When I rented
the place, and
called out,
looked up,
waved too

Shoulder-blades
black hair
white,
round head

wing-span
talons
beak__

black
white tail-
feathers

blue sky

wing-span
wooden bench
arms stretched
its length

blue sky

"Don't worry
you can fly."


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