Alone is the railroad car

continually passing by, rattling

the night into darkness with

insincere eyes..

The sound of breathing roars across

the bed.  The drip of a faucet clocks

out the minutes with agony.

Outside city lights blink a neon code;

red-blue points with false hope.

Fleeting dreams raise a curtain

revealing faces without voices.

Lies and facts collide as the first of

mornings rays attack dark


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