Sunday, November 20, 2016

The Station
the trains forever roll rolling
rail through his dreams clovis
for his dreams lightly whistle 
the lonesome land
lonesome songs
roll rolling through lingering night
elevating shadows
of silos
stockyards
whole towns
pulled along
with him
from the station
locomotives pull the freight
push his crazy reasons for being like this
seem a mile long maybe longer
he shouldn't be here
it's the one place
he could be
jppestana november 19, 2016

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