Leaving Town on the 8:05
A fringe of buildings, the last section
of town, then the rubbish, the rot
and, finally, into the open fields.
Framed by the clattering window, trees fist
the sky, and my sighs mist the view. What
to do now with the pulsing sway but shut
my eyes and wake to find the carriage dimmed.
Night throbs beyond the glass – lights spangling
the blackness. Day and time erased,
you slide into my mind, no holding you
back once you’re in: remembering you
in the wrinkled sand, your hands tasting
the salt of my hips, surf singing
louder than these tracks beneath my breathing.
Copyright (c) 2019 by KB Ballentine. All rights reserved. KB Ballentine’s sixth collection, The Light Tears Loose, appeared in July 2019 with Blue Light Press. Published in Crab Orchard Review and Haight-Ashbury Literary Journal, among others, her work also appears in anthologies, including In Plein Air and Carrying the Branch: Poets in Search of Peace.