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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

George E. Clark

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Flash of Boots

A flash of boots
Jumping like a cornered bobcat
The train is boarding on the other side
Pleading, racing
Crunch of boot on snow
Wide strides
Around the back engine
Snow flying with the launch of each shoe
The boarding line grows thin
Up the ramp
Heart careening like a loosed balloon
Lungs filling like a glass of lemon juice
What Neanderthal rival
What elusive rodent steak
Taught us to care so much about
Missing the 8:58 train?