Sunday, April 27, 2008

Trains

I always lived by the train.
went to school next to the tracks
and rode my bike along them
to the rail yard and
the eerie yellow lights and
concrete platform
and names carved jagged
into to the benches

then moved north
and the station was just upstairs
and when it rained
water would run down the stone walls
would smell musty

and the train would take me north,
or I would fall asleep drunk
and it would take
me too far south

and now I can see the
Long Branch train yard
from my window

which is good
because I'm a poet
and trains make good metaphors

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