Riding MAX to Portland

Clank clank
Apartments flicker by
Clank clank
A lonely fence vigilant
Clank clank
In a tunnel and out
Clank clank
A man, hands in pockets
Clank clank
Rocks, moss, embankment
Clank clank
Ceramic seagulls alight
Clank clank
Flittering flag in a cul-de-sac
Clank clank
Tree marshaled trail
Clank clank
Electric blue auto shop
Clank clank
Limp lobes gaugeless
Clank clank
Downtown arms open wide

-T. Weeks
(A response to “BOOK XVII. BIRDS OF PASSAGE”)