Wednesday, April 3, 2013

Nostradamus 1993

Under a bridge span in summer night
we pulled at cigarettes, and discussed
factories in the distance puffing
3rd shift smoke over Black River.

"Soon enough there'll be nobody
in those factories," you said.
The damp earth smelled vaguely
industrial. It still does.


photo by James Jablonski 3.2013

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