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02/20/09
Loaded Coal Cars
Another workweek slams to a close, Its five days hundreds of loaded coal cars Lurching to a precipitously cacophonous slowdown, As Saturday and Sunday engine them through intersections Bifurcating city and small-town thoroughfares.
Every year, each week seems to lengthen out, Take a little longer "forever" To traverse the same tedious strip of track. Each cumbersome, lumbering, groaning freight train Seems to roll, if not backward, perpetually in place,
While I keep wondering when the runs will be done, When the gravel roadbeds, rotting ties, warped rails Will quit compacting, straining, bending under the weight Those passing cars place on their backs, When my life's rights of way will blend into empty days.
02/20/09
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