Thursday, May 1, 2025

Travel by Frank O'Hara

Travel

Sometimes I know I love you better
than all the others I kiss it’s funny
 
but it’s true and I wouldn’t roll
from one to the next so fast if you
 
hadn’t knocked them all down like
ninepins when you roared by my bed
 
 
I keep trying to race ahead and catch
you at the newest station or whistle
 
stop but you are flighty about
schedules and always soar away just
 
as leaning from my taxicab my breath
reaches for the back of your neck



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