At the dead of the year the derivative is zero--
spin down, world, there's nowhere to go but up
from the bottom of the sine wave track
this train is on. Off on a tangent,
but the tangent is flat, dead flat
Deadwood Flats, the last stop for 2007.
Sign: wave goodbye.
Thursday, December 20, 2007
Sine Wave
Labels:
free verse,
poetry
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