THE TROLLEY CAR
All the windows broken
snow drifted into the interior.
Some demon had left it on six feet
of track some seventy years ago.
Demons function efficiently
during the winter.
It was seen and not seen.
When eyes walked past
those six feet, space became
blank, time went elsewhere.
What demon would devote
demonic time to so useless
a task?
It must be that demons
are quite as stupid as
those of us who are not
demons. It must have
taken some considerable
amount of energy to blank
out six feet of trolley track
from the world, not to
mention the windowless
trolley itself.
In warm weather I sit
inside the unchanged
car and go as unnoticed
as the old vehicle itself.
While I sit, old ghosts
come to visit. We read
the daily Mirror, and
sometimes, if its warm
enough, we take a little
snooze.
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