The Weight Of My Steel Dreams
July 4, 2011 § Leave a comment
Freight trains crying –
Chasing my turquoise tears.
Patronizing, melancholy, crippling fears
Rust my steel dreams –
Fostering the weight of the world
Behind my ears, in my irony bones.
Witless taste for Sierra’s adventure –
But my leather backpack is torn
And my burdens are accommodating my fears.
The train will keep me running
And the sun will keep me hungry –
Swallowing sorrows still.