Pology Poem by Carolyn Michael

I took a walk on Sunday
Down the railroad tracks
A row of boxcars came and went
Pulled a breeze across my back

I read the paper on Monday
Saw those railroad tracks
Crash Kills Car Conductor
A column of opinion and fact

It said somebody crept along
Down the railroad tracks
They bent one rail with a hammer
And smeared one rail with wax

My brother sat beside me
Placed his hand upon my back
His eyes were wet with apology
He said I sleepwalk down the tracks