A Midnight EscapeA Poem by Heir BrennerA simple noise from a simple form of transportation truly does make the mind have vivid images.A Midnight Escape I hear a train A train outside Do I take it? For a ride? To escape where I am And get to where I am going How how the mind runs When the train whistles blowing.
© 2021 Heir BrennerAuthor's Note
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Added on April 14, 2021 Last Updated on April 14, 2021 |