On The Kiss of Wind #2

On the Kiss of Wind #2

By the time he gets to Turnpike
Lane his eyes are drooping
the back and forth
of rails turning all his y’s
into g’s
stale air for stale thoughts
and somewhere up there
kissed by wind
she sleeps
bamboo chimes singing his lullaby
whispering…

-Well,
that’s for her ear.
Run along with you then.
Sleep sound.