Arch Girl: Ode to St. Louis

Staring out my window

waiting for the arch.

Waiting for the beating

of language

to restart

my heart.

Waiting for sweet St. Louis

to calm my nerves.

Waiting…

No arches

no beating

no soothing…

                just life.

Just life catching up to you.

It does that:

                catch you

off guard sometimes,

when you think you’re safe –

                but you’re not.

You’re only safe in the arch:

                In the beating,

soothing,

sweet breathing of

St. Louis.

March 25, 2010