This morning <br />on the train <br />a mouth so <br />troublingly wide <br />and eyes, in a flash, <br />there and gone; <br />that looked into mine <br />like flesh from flesh, <br />asunder torn, there <br />and gone<br /><br />Morgan Michaels<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/this-morning-34/
