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San Francisco MAG
June 29, 2011
Buildings grow around me
As cement trees in a petrified forest
Towering, abuzz with
The lives of so many worker bees.
On the wharf
A fisherman cries; he is feline
Between his clawed paws
A glimmering sprig of fish.
The cement sea
Ripples and wavers
Like muscles
So tightly wound, so easily sprung.
Midnight
Indecent as a mystery's
Legs painted with lines
Of black eyeliner
As poised as serpents, fangs ajar.
The trolley bell clangs,
Five dollars, a nickel
They are my broken hearts.
© Madalyn W., Holliston, MA
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