Saturday, 2 April 2016

Train Train

I always watch the fields roll past
In the haze of a night black
tarmacadam dream
Somewhere around the time
The rain drips 
from paper bag clouds
That the wind won't drop.

I only know the night go fast
In the blaze of a train track's
Metronomic click
Somewhere around the bend
The flames flick
From the burning bridge
And this train can't stop.

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