Parallel Parts

the fewtch

Truck backs

up and slides

We sweat and smell like brown

sugar not sweet

And watch that truck slide.

Your sister talks

about the clubs

and how you help

all the young men

who are flunking

out of university.

From our window

we watch that truck

slide back and into

another truck and into

another truck and into

another truck and into

another truck.

And I wonder what will stop them from sliding forever all the way around the world.

Reviews

[Robert Trakofler]

the act of sliding is always a scary prospect.... the irony of which it is best to steer into the slide and then exit it rather than to counter it immediately. much the way of the tone of this poem the counter is best achieved when going with rather than against the flow of motion. Sometimes the back slide is in fact an indication of steering in the wrong direction and going the course incongruous of the vessels best interest.

[A.G.]

great poem. smooth flow and simple, yet meaningful in a way. I like how in the end you say what will stop the constant sliding...makes you wonder...I really liked it (: thank you for sharing.
-Angelina

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and then we all flunk out and just keep sliding out of the norm of society...and the chain reaction of life now is a lot of sliding...and not in a good direction...and no one is stopping it.
j.