Poetry and Prose by Wess Mongo Jolley
on the train into sunsetmy history is so brittleephemeral and fleeting
abandoned power linesstand forgotten marchingforlornly along the tracks
old splintered poles tired fromhalf a century have dropped theirwire burdens into the underbrush
my eyes don’t focus like they usedto so I lean back like these polestrying to see the details
afraid to touch the cable aroundmy ankles although I knowthe charge is long gone
(First published in The Legendary, 2009)
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