train at six | poem

tie your laces

feel the beads of sweat stuck to your skin

look at the slowly sinking afternoon sun

the harsh feel of crushed rock beneath your exposed knee

and then hear the sound–

that sound you had only ever heard

in the stillness of deep night

hear the train tremble on its track

some distance away– a

train at six

~ Sammicakes

2 Comments Add yours

  1. Belladonna says:

    That’s beautiful!!!

    Liked by 1 person

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