Train Network
The slow steady strum . . .
the ancient heartbeat of America
still pulsing down the track
pushing coal and cargo
through the starving network:
satisfying the energy needs of
America.
not behemoths bullying on the highways.
nor roaring eagles drawing attention in the skies.
not giants barging down the river .
just the soft rumble of lifelines
connecting the brokenness of America
Network Train
The Network pounds out messages
of frustration . . .
and of fear . . .
and of feelings . . .
of hopelessness . . .
Like a long string of train cars
with never ending gloom.
Any real communication is drowned out
by the loud pounding
of noise on rails with
their messages of doom.
And then. . ..
the noise fades,
calm arrives,
before the next frantic pounding message
comes down the track.
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