Leo Kate Rose and Jack 2
Cutting a path
Along a railroad track
Through desert grass
With no scenery at all
Apart from passing a
barren dry oasis
Because everything else is
nothing but dunes and sand
as far as the eye can see
That and the odd bit of
desert grass
Accompanied only by the clickady
clack of a railroad soundtrack
beating metronome through
my brain
And still no station whence to stop
Still no crossroad to crossover
No conductor to click or
check i had a ticket bought
Nor even a driver aboard to
steer this direction less train
Worst of all where it's going
Where this train's journey
came from began
Or is eventually supposed to
terminate
What it's e.t.a is or even if
it is predestined to arrive at all
For all i know i just may well
be without my knowledge aboard
The land locked locomotive
equivalent
Of the unsinkable shipwreck
now infamously referred to as
simply
Titanic
And on further inspection
according to the official
passanger manifesto
This ghost train heading head long
into the most desolate of desert
Has exactly the same number
of soul's on board
As it's doomed sister ship
And come to think of it
most eerily of all is today's
date is in fact
Thursday
15 April 2012
100 year's to the day the
month the year the second on
A so called girl named
Rose and boy called Jack
apparently met
And drowned hopelessly in love
till death
Copyright © Christopher Flaherty | Year Posted 2021
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