Ben Paynter

(Midwest)

3: 20 a.m.


you wake up
to darkness, find
you've fallen asleep
reading again
the 3: 20 train
rattling away
towards memphis
towards st. louis
to new orleans
the night goes
on and on and the
train rolls
heavy past, all
rain drops
falling from
a greedy sky
you wonder
when it all
falls
and fades
and withers
will they
remember
me

Submitted: Thursday, August 26, 2010

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  • Mark Dillon (10/1/2012 2:43:00 AM)

    great poem, i grew up near a train station, and you would hear the freight trains late at night and wonder where in the country they were headed and a myriad of other thoughts race through your mind, late familiar sounds that years later you would miss if they were not there, nice share, thanks (Report) Reply

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