This Land

Today it’s a guy hawking prophecies on the 4 train.
Strides into the car at the Brooklyn Bridge stop,
white hair, huge, thick, scholarly glasses,
a bristling, steel-wool, Whitmanesque beard,
and starts in about the Book of Revelation.
Has a stack of Xeroxed prophecies in…

Lifted their bikes up-
side down above
their thousand heads and
cheered
locked the grid
blocked the inter-
section shut
the whole East
Village down
cars jammed
against that
stopped moment
that break in
time’s flow
…