|image by R.A.D. Stainforth|
Greyhound Station, January 1965
He walked to the counter to ask
if the bus was still on time.
It is, sighed the grumpy man in the dirty shirt
never looking up from his newspaper.
Turning, the young man went back to the bench.
Looking at the pretty black girl who slept across from him,
he picked up the crumbled newspaper
with the headline that read LBJ Sworn-in.
A soldier was blown in by the cold wind
that swept down New York Avenue;
How ya doing, the soldier said as he sat down wearily
on the bench next to the girl who never woke up.
I’m going to Vietnam, the soldier bragged.
The station clock read 1:49
as the young man lit another cigarette.
“Groovy!” he said.
Tess Kincaid provided this photo prompt over at Magpie Tales