Slow and steady each
New strand
I am where I was meant
to be
The subterfuge
that leads to error
Disintegrates
as it collides
with truth
and
words are written
On the tops of
Trash cans
Tapestry
Reply
Slow and steady each
New strand
I am where I was meant
to be
The subterfuge
that leads to error
Disintegrates
as it collides
with truth
and
words are written
On the tops of
Trash cans
Union Station
Take me
to Union Station
It’s there we can be
joined
among the tunnels
trains and crowds
sequestered ,
connected and
conjoined ,
There we can travel
on line
together united.