Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Train

Again . . 2:15
Still, black dome of night
Caught awake as the train echoes a choir
Fortissimo to allargando
Rolling
East to west
Against a Capricorn moon
Shining into fierceness & strength
Present
Pausing
On this edge of autumn
On this dusty, golden-land that smells of harvest
Cooling ....
Cooling .
2:22

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