Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Phantom Station, 11 AM


WyPall, Clean Hands to Go

Spirits in the old foundry shed,
sweeping time aside,
Do you hold the missing keys?
Begin the Beguine
from the silent boom box,
new numbers chalked
on old lockers,
and vintage grime, 
allure of the corded desk phone
in biscuit tan,
the scent of lime.
Who will pick up
on the other side
where time has stopped
at quarter to four
in May of two-thousand and nine?


Tim Rice said...

That picture if it could talk would tell many a story I do believe. Beautiful!

Ted Roth said...

Thank you, Tim. This one seems to have really connected for a number of people.

Trotter said...


Ted Roth said...

It's always 3:45.