old
rolling stock
late at night,
quiet, cold,
silent & still
in loves last,
dusty, dark
sideing yard,
we are
*un
coupling*
From now
you are the past
Blame that was cast
has set fast.
Loves last link,
our boys,
will be bro ken... more.
Now only ha lf mine. We both
saw red. The insipid signal lamp.
I could not hold us all together.
I couldn’t halt your pull
away. Not with acts
nor words nor
love. and
so, with
out
Destined for
different
lines.
Disembark.
Stand clear.
This train
terminates
here.
Aug 4, 2016
Aug 4, 2016 at 12:37 AM UTC
old
rolling stock
late at night,
quiet, cold,
silent & still
in loves last,
dusty, dark
sideing yard,
we are
*un
coupling*
From now
you are the past
Blame that was cast
has set fast.
Loves last link,
our boys,
will be bro ken... more.
Now only ha lf mine. We both
saw red. The insipid signal lamp.
I could not hold us all together.
I couldn’t halt your pull
away. Not with acts
nor words nor
love. and
so, with
out
Destined for
different
lines.
Disembark.
Stand clear.
This train
terminates
here.
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