On a Southbound TrainA Poem by Tkess
The telephone poles race past my window And my mind races through past conversations Stopping every so often to break my heart, again On a southbound train
You see this country in a heartbeat The landscape makes hazy, yellow B-lines Runnin’ from my home, My hope, My fears On a southbound train
This ol’ world turns a candy apple grey Like memories or last night’s dream It fades away Sitting here on a Laundry mat blue night On a southbound train
Fever eye, beneath a bloodshot moon Buildings peak out from the distance Like a stone mausoleum that’s not yet closed Illuminating halo lighting the way home On a southbound train
The air has the odor of malcontent And I’m smoking like a diesel engine I drank my last paycheck, Thinking of you On a southbound train
The night’s as black as a crow’s nest Or the hearts of my ex-girlfriends And I’m so close to my home And I never felt so far away On a southbound train
And no bags in the luggage compartment Just the clothes I have on my back It’s 3 Am and I can’t sleep This ol’ world keeps turning And my mind keeps spinning On a southbound train
The sidewalk ends at the edge of our innocence And the streets end at the edge of our world These tracks seem to go one forever And my mind seems to forever remain On a southbound train
The music plays slow and low and unobtrusive And I was so green when we first met And the dress you wore was so yellow And the purple sunset was so inspiring But the blue just turns to grey On a southbound train
I put my hat on my lap And my thoughts are locked deep inside I was reckless in your eyes But, a child in my mind On a southbound train © 2011 Tkess |
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3 Reviews Added on November 19, 2011 Last Updated on November 19, 2011 AuthorTkessPittsburgh, PAAboutWhen I first joined this site I provided a very vague profile of who I am. So, I figured I would elaborate a bit more on what makes me, me. I am 30 years old. For the past 7 ½ years I was a me.. more..Writing
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