Thursday, December 22, 2016

Claine Keily # 13 Bank

There is the chore
of buying
to which I am
ill adjusted

I have an unopened bank account

The bank a place
to stare out of
windows
listen to the
drone of
engines
watch people
convert blood
to grams
between the sirens of ambulances
that sing of
endless emergencies

2 comments:

Note: Only a member of this blog may post a comment.