DARTS

Count down a contemplation

an echoing resonance

like numbers backward

the mirror a window

coins gently jingle

in the cotton pocket

of your worn twill pants

like this & that, that & this

down the concrete stairs

clap-trap reminders of others

opening itself to you

the train, we call it

at the platform

presents an airless option

your new world presentation

piano fingers thinking

up & down the static line

trumpets punctuate

bring chorus forefront

bass tunes the core