please stop train
my eyes want off
dead whistle shrieks
like sex gone awry
and all i hear
is wrong

born with
ticket stub is ragged
wearing years of friction
from travel on the tracks
to naked paradise
of speckled illusion
and fleshy lies

i want off
but this pornographic prison
is now going
too fast to jump
i am sorry

04/19/2007

Author's Note: dealing with addiction.

Posted on 04/19/2007
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