tijuanagringo poemas

					Train blogging dreams

My mother remembers my first train trip I
wanted to get off at the second station

did not want to see it through
at			all .

Now the endless hours are like delights
of mind and scenery conquered 

desire			to go 

window on		this world
come round again	to see your face  .

Make me rock and roll, tracks around
a land over rivers and hills

wide valleys gone	continental
busy west		from noisy east  .

30 days of jerking rail road trips
a trained mind embraces

outrageous		derail of word
back			and forth home

again			safe .

					God willing and the creek don't rise .

tijuanagringo poemas

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