Rotate 180 Degrees

Silver Lake on the way
to work. Is the Actor Happy
on the way home.
A black charm knocks 

the train off its rails
onto a parallel ride
through some serious winter air.
En route, I 

lose all ability to distinguish
between those two masks.

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3 Comments

Filed under Civil Twilight or Dawn Poems

3 Responses to Rotate 180 Degrees

  1. I am not sure I understand about the black charm but it is my favorite part anyway.
    This is an excellent poem.

  2. Arambler

    Thank you!!!

  3. Pingback: 2010 in review | Night & Day Poems of Amy Nash

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