train station waiting on the last
late train
woman in beehive
and daisy dukes
while another in
impossibly tall shoes long eyelashes batting at
the pretty men
business travelers
wearing a path in the floor
how they tour
and turn
making deals with the air itself
and Amtrak personnel
create a new sign
yawns
and how the screeching never stops
yet it’s never right
and how the light
reflects
another group of models in beehive
so fitting before a trip
back to Baltimore
and how the light reflects.
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