--------------------------------------------------------------- PROBLEMS? Please try viewing this with Netscape Navigator. --------------------------------------------------------------- On Seventh Avenue by Lisa Scarboro Here we are again... apart. I donÕt know where you are. I can only wonder and the waiting is endless here on Seventh Avenue and every car sounds like yours and the cigarettes burn and the blue smoke drifts up and away and out of sight like you are. YouÕve got Jack with you riding shotgun and youÕre on the road again just like old times and IÕm sitting here with pen and paper writing this just to have something to do just like old times on Seventh Avenue.. Who did you keep warm last night? It wasnÕt me is all I know. I heard theyÕre predicting rain today, but I think rain came yesterday, red and barefooted under a hot Georgia sun. WouldnÕt take very long to reach Alabama unless it moves north. Is it gloomy everywhere today, or just on Seventh Avenue? IÕd walk away from everything if I could, but a million little cords of responsibility have me tied down here and so I light another cigarette and try to ignore the fact that the clocks are acting strangely. Is time standing still everywhere, or just on Seventh Avenue? And I have to forgive the ignorant cruelty of people driving past my house (because they donÕt know) how IÕm sitting here listening for the sound of a motor stopping and a car door shutting and footsteps on the porch and a key turning in the lock and a voice saying Òhey thereÓ, IÕd give almost anything for all that to be true, but as yet it hasnÕt happened here on Seventh Avenue. --------------------------------------------------------------- -For more poems, type http://www.dejanews.com/ into your browserÕs ÒLocationÓ window. Press your ÒreturnÓ key. Click on ÒPower SearchÓ in the middle of the screen. Next, Type in: roller666@earthlink.net in the box that appears. Click on ÒfindÓ (the button to the right of the box). -Or search using: roller39@idt.net On Seventh Avenue is copyright 1998 by Lisa Scarboro