Post by AquarianM on Apr 7, 2006 at 11:05pm
Friday's Rails...When the steel wheels ring and roll,
You fall in love with their song,
Having waited in the dark.
Your ankles blitzed,
Speed walking adorns your brow,
Some days the clock is a friend.
Paper floats and flies,
In rail yards and trees,
The hand of man has loose fingers,
A tithe upon the eyes.
Will you find a seat empty,
Awaiting your silent companion,
Or does someone await your mystery?
Your hand shakes in time,
Nodded like bodies - books - glowing screens and cold beer.
The world falls behind you,
A beast of burden bearing pay check chains.
AquarianM
By: Daniel A. Stafford
© 04/08/2006