Tuesday, April 8, 2014


Riding the Green Line (In the Cat’s Eye, 2009) is about the traps we set for ourselves. We are all travelers on this earth but it is easy to get devoured by the beasts among us.
 
The Green Line is the snake that searches us out and then swallows us as we strap ourselves in to our choices.
 
We live within the beast and become a part of it, traveling through life’s stations and wondering each year how we got older.
 
It is the place where we hide, wrapped in protective coverings, and look inward in the reflections from its windows to see ourselves gradually disappear.
 
Glenn K. Currie
 

Riding the Green Line

 
The Green Line rattled,
 A snake winding through the jungle.
Riders lurched, trapped
In the belly of the beast.
 
Dry sparks filled the air,
Arcing through the darkness.
Saliva spit
From the serpents mouth.
 
Travelers, strapped to knapsacks,
Or wrapped in newspapers,
Huddled within themselves,
Listening to metallic screams.
 
Grit-filled eyes of the beast
Winked at caution lights
And stained station signs
Pinned to cavern walls.
 
It stopped to search for victims,
Then dove back into its cave,
A black hole turning light inward,
A mirror for the souls.
 
Riders stared at themselves
In the yellow glow,
Slowly disappearing,
Devoured by the Green Line.