Lawrence Hall Mhall46184@aol.com https://hellopoetry.com/lawrence-hall/ poeticdrivel.blogspot.com
A Chewing-Gum Girl Waiting for the Sunset Limited
Long, long ago
In the station at Tucson we waited Someone said the locomotive had burned in the desert A girl with earphones chewed gum through the hours: Roundy-CHOMP, roundy-CHOMP, roundy-CHOMP-CHOMP
Her eyes were closed, her music was her god She clutched a leatherette case of tapes Just as some clutch a Bible, and chewed: Roundy-CHOMP, roundy-CHOMP, roundy-CHOMP-CHOMP
Her mechanical chomps could have been the rhythm Of the passenger train that wasn’t there My paperback novel never joined in: Roundy-CHOMP, roundy-CHOMP, roundy-CHOMP-CHOMP
I don’t remember her boarding the train That in the evening finally arrived She might be in the Tucson station still: Roundy-CHOMP, roundy-CHOMP, roundy-CHOMP-CHOMP