Marta Chronicle

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Last night
when I
got off
The Marta
I looked
left
and the huge
yellow
murky moon
pouted at
me
It took up half the sky!
this morning
I look out the
window
Fully decked out in
my wool and
leather-
stoned and
Antibiotick-
ized
and she's in
the sky
fully visible
round white
on blue
Smiling in her
knowing way

She tasted
my turmoil
and spit me
back out

And now
placid
she sits atop
a blue sky
gracing the daytime
with her presence

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LeBrozLeBrozover 16 years ago
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A poem with MARTA?! God, I miss Atlanta, but MARTA?