GREY AND BLACK UNSWITCHED TRACKS
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    where was i -- it's coming back
    cars move past in grey and black
    railway station unswitched tracks
    sixty years without a clack
    make friends in the afternoon
    it's morning now but won't be soon
    lungs blow out a pipe of steam
    feet step down start to breathe
    in a wind that can't be seen
    frenchman wants to intervene
    
    concierge five foot three
    bus to pier it drives past me
    take a left or right you'll see
    bakery match company
    walking down an avenue
    baguette crust beneath my shoe
    crosswalk little man is red
    someone english has just said
    thirteen high school children dead
    tourist caps are on their heads
    
    find the place with beds and sheets
    reservations not til three
    take the load off of my feet
    read a map with lines for streets
    winding thick the boulevard
    spanish children in the yard
    playing tag and pick up sticks
    one will grow up and make bricks
    one will grow up cut cow licks
    one will die young cold and sick
    
    pick the feet up to the road
    no more hotel lobby moat
    so much for this famous town
    spend some hours walk around
    spill the water on the walk
    passing girls like to talk
    do not let them see my hand
    bandaged cut passing sedan
    in the bus towards the lake
    hear no words don't understand
    
    walking down bright alleyway
    bushes line this sun-filled day
    olympic games were underway
    cars parked here i heard them say
    need some food i hate to eat
    must take body off of feet
    swiss girl at the sandwich stand
    lipped in french a crimson band
    communicate embarrassment
    saw the way her body bent
    
    eat my sandwich near her
    watch the churchyard saints interred
    americans sit on the curb
    hips in love i won't disturb
    walk back down the hill to take
    time to think at the lake
    should i take the train back home
    bathers sunning in the foam
    or go find a vacant room
    shopkeeper brushes with his broom
    
    [the end]
    go to the back past the tracks
    open the door just a crack
    grey and black unswitched track
    
    at this house girls stay in
    aunt jane knocks door opens
    on the cot on the porch
    grey and black unswitched tracks
    
    neighbors tell her daddy knows
    socks on ledge mended toes
    apple tree arbor leaves
    grey and black unswitched tracks
    
    dew on grass moonlit tub
    rust on rake worms and grubs
    girlfriend in the 4h club
    grey and black unswitched tracks
    
    burn the barn he won't care
    take the cow he won't care
    take the daughter he won't care
    grey and black unswitched tracks
    
    barbed-wire fence in my jeans 
    wants to know what it means 
    i say it's not what it seems 
    grey and black unswitched tracks
    
    where was i it's coming back
    cars move past in grey and black
    railway station unswitched track
    sixty years without a clack
    
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