For Patty -- July 24, 2001
Silver wheels glide, relentlessly, over gleaming rails
Severing ties that sustain our proximity
Each screaming union of steel echoing my anguish
As time eludes us anew
Beats of motion harmonizing against metal
A violent percussion against my heart
I close eyes and ears to dull my senses
Yet my soul rebels against solace
Even dreams yearn to reverse my direction
My spirit, fragile, delicate as crystal
Jostles violently, threatening to shatter
Casting minute shards into a chasm of eternity
What if fate deals a malicious hand
And sweeps you far from me
So that no wheels, no rails, no dreams, no prayers
Could ever bring you home?
Why would life ever be so cruel
As to demand such journeys of me
When you're my only destination?
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