so it goes
train whistle
a plane crosses Jupiter
it’s five below 0
we who have
slept on the hitch-
hike road
in packing crates
under bridges
in torrential rain
now
watch from the window
snow fall
ice world
going nowhere
together
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Wonderful imagery and emotion in this short tale!
I love this. I always like poems that pack a lot of story and emotion into a small package.