Tuesday, August 26, 2008

Great Pacific Northern


Run out of track?
Just look behind you.
Plenty of it got you here.
It all seems different 
around each bend
but the spikes, 
ties,
and rails
always run through
the same stretch of nowhere
supposedly leading somewhere
(if you're into that kind of thing).
Look again,
and your diesel engine
is made of monkey bars
and the cap of the engineer
is made of newspaper
and scotch tape.
It doesn't matter what color you 
paint the sacred sky
or what words you choose
to wash out the mouths
of the profane passengers,
it's just something to do
to pass the time 
while time passes
with the scenery.

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