Railway
On the railway
inside
With a heavy
payload,
I continue as this
thought
And ignore the
switch tracks
The engineer is my
passenger
And I pull a
freight of gold
With electronic
waste
Never reaching the
climax
I push the eighth
notch
Highball to the next yard
But the cargo
betrays you
I am full of
double-stacks
Sparks take wing
The stress of steam
The strain of steel
The engine screams!
~
The derailment was
close
Nothing was lost,
except
The lives at the
crossbuck
And the tears you
wept
~
You decouple the old cars
And spot my new
direction
I pick up broken passengers
Stopping at the next
station
Over white-diamond mountains
Through obsidian-filled
tunnels
Sunflower fields
that glisten
And muscle-flexed
trestles
Content in the
journey of today
Not the destination
of tomorrow
With treasures beyond the railway
Leading others as I
follow …
Eighth notch: The final notch
in the throttle; the most powerful position
Highball: A signal to operate
a train at full speed.
Double-stack: Stacking one
container on top of another
Crossbuck: The X shaped sign
where the tracks cross a road
["I" is the personification of a thought; and "you"
is the mind, or the human containing the mind.]
