there is no romance in goodbye
only violence as the train
departs. clouds are massing
to the west but they will never
leave the mesa and I can not
leave the parking lot, the same
atmosphere holding water.
I am overcome by the diesel electric's
power to rip longing from my heart.
it was a deal struck. but I am left
with leaving, and a ticket
for a future that I stamped void
.
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