--Kidding - the train
waits for no one,
yet stops for everyone.
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There stood old
Pyramid Electric
in the snow
grounded.
---
Some branches hold
on, some hold much,
some wiggle, some
stop just,
some jut and
some joust
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Every time -- I
think the train is
alive, because it
blinks
with me inside.
It cries too!
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Most women
look incredible
in the reflection
of a black
window.
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I sit with the
excuse, waiting
for my gut
to arrive.
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When the train
turns, I want
to bite its
tail. now
visible
---
When it arrives
(not at my stop)
they scramble
like ants to
the donut station.
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it kan be dizzying
to figure out how all these
rails connect.
a purple system massive
of heart ways
and cells
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even though I had
my bag at my feet
now I'm pretty
sure no one
will sit next to me.
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o! arrival! suburban!
city hall! comcast!
work! to
coffee to coff
to stifle yrself
to walk out on
a train a poem
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